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Two lonely souls wondering across space and time
Shadows, passing seamlessly
On the brink of meeting but never met.
What is more strange then someone you have yet to know
but with whom you share life
Thoughts, ideas…nightmares.
Two sleepless people
Broadcasting emotion through words
Unspoken but said all too loudly.
Welcome, My Brothers!
To Insomniacs Anonymous.
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Another drink is not what I need
It is you.
I do not need to forget or remember
I need your touch.
The burn of knowing that without you,
Nothing will be the same
The taste of your lips brushing mine,
The feel of your hot breath against my tongue.
To consume you is what I want,
But all I have is this drink.
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There was no light at the end of the tunnel.
There was no tunnel.
Only the vast emptiness that filled my heart.
There was loneliness to keep me company,
Self-hate to direct my path,
But no way out.
Death will not due.
Righteousness is out of reach.
Where then, is my escape?
In my darkest hour I cried,
‘I am tired, I have failed, let me rest!’
To the unyielding abyss,
My will I surrender.
My light is out.
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What would you say if I told you ‘Death is a blessing’,
Would you worry for me or let me live on?
What could you do if I said ‘Life is a curse’,
Could you relieve me of my burden?
What should I do if loneliness is where I live,
Should I put it up for sale and move on?
Watch this space for vacancies!
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My own hell
Living this life
Lonely, afraid.
Loveless
My own hell is going through everyday sad
Knowing what is wrong
And powerless to fix it
My own hell is the truth
That lonely and alone is how it will remain
As long as I do nothing to change it
Too afraid to move on
Too afraid to risk contentment for happiness
Too afraid to leave
My own hell
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A night with you is not what I crave,
I want and endless story.
It hurts me to be so afraid,
To lose you in the morning.
I cannot give into a drunk embrace,
Or you’ll leave me when you’re sober.
Tonight’s a dream I cannot brave,
Cause tomorrow it will all be over.
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Here I am,
Staring at the gates of Hell
Knocking, banging and patiently waiting.
Why don’t I just turn and run?
Am I too much of a coward to be afraid?
Shall I knock again?
The future is guaranteed to be unknown.
I can never be the same again
But one thing remains constant.
Here I am,
Starring at the gates of Hell.
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I have been to the edge.
I have seen the depths and darkness that I can fall to.
Never again.
I refuse to give in.
Nothing will break me unless I say it is time.
I will triumph.
Life may be hard.
Times may get rough and trials will come before me,
But I will live on.
It is a new beginning.
It is my long story.
It is time to win.
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