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There’s a hole inside of me, So deep, so dark, and demented. It has a lonely, numb effect. I have to fill it quick. What is missing? What am I to find? What am I looking for here? What am I to do and how do I go about it? This feeling must be filled. Quick! Go fill it! Fill it with whatever there is, Or simply drain yourself. Drain yourself of the feeling. Drain it from your wrist. Watch the feeling of loneliness, Fall to the floor. Dripping and dropping. It can no longer use you, You are no longer the victim, Of the loneliness that grasps, Onto your heart as if it is, A vampire or a leach. You can watch as all your sin, Drains from your soul. Watch it all fall down to the nothingness. Is there even sin in the world? What is sin supposed to be? Everything that we do wrong? In that case, go get me a razor, I have a lot to drain. My selfish deeds, my greed, My lusts, my fear, my pain, My pain in which inflicts upon others, The things that I can’t stop. Drain it all. Drain it away. I don’t want this feeling there, I don’t want it anymore. The loneliness is unbearable.

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Date: 1/7/2010 3:46:00 PM
Hope that this is just a write on the topic of cutting oneself to relieve anxiety. If it is real life that you are living get help. A mental health center or high school councelor. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
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