World of Terror

My heart is broke
I fell the urge to choke

i am left alone in this world of terror
its horrible a true horror

I need help escaping this pain
I need it yet i decline it over and over again

please forgive me for what I have done
please let this action not affect no one

I'm done with this life and this is final
I will die tonight no matter the pain, whether its by blood loss or trauma to the spinal

Fear not for I will be just fine
i wont be in pain, just tanning in the sunshine
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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June 5, 2009 at 7:30 PM
Sometimes we have to shed the vestiges of an unhappy life and seek a new one. If not, we are forced to confront horrors that would make even the bravest live in fear. I hope the death to which you refer is a spiritual cleansing. Excellent observations here, Zach! Love, Carolyn
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