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Blah I traced the veins in my arm tonight
Hoping to find the cowardice to cut one open
And let all my troubles bleed out onto the floor
Ending this miserable farce
That I used to call a life
Before I realized
All I was doing
Was wasting time
So now I want to stop
Wasting
Air, space, time
And fall back into the arms
Of a million and one empty souls
Clamoring for a way out of hell
The heat blistering their skin
The cold freezing off fingers and toes
So it looks like they're falling apart
Slowly
One piece at a time
Just like my heart
Just like my soul
Fell apart
After I lost faith in you.
July 8, 2002
This poem is amazing. It moves me into the inner depths of my thought I try to avoid. It makes me want to cry. Truly magnificent. Very unfortunate if you really feel this way though, very unfortunate.