Wash Away
From where I sit the ocean is calling.
It is far too beautiful to put into words.
It's so welcoming, calling you in with it's foaming ripples.
What a peaceful way to die.
Why not let the water take you away?
Pull you under, suffocate you, rip the last breathe from
your throat.
Make your heart beat slowly dim until it beats no more.
Life is hard, this death is easy.
As your going under your life flashes before your eyes.
The pain, the loneliness, the fear.
The waves wash it away, wash away the horrible life.
Wash away a life better off not lived.
Wash away the pain, wash away the loneliness, wash
away the fear.
Wash it all away and end it.
End it until a another lonely body takes a look at the
beautiful disaster that can look so perfect and within a
few minutes be the most murderous of all beasts.
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