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Forgotten Pain
I feel this depression over come me.
Whispering words of doubt,
Breaking me from the inside out.
Trying to consume me,
Engulfing me in pure darkness.
Full of hate and anger.
Taking long forgotten memories.
Forging it to a weapon.
Stabbing me repeatedly,
Bringing with it the thought of death.
To end the never ending pain.
Wow to have a memory so
Wow to have a memory so painful you would think of death... I'm not sur if it's weak or brave but I like the fact you're making me think. I hope you/they forget soon and fill the blank with hope of the new... A good read.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."