Solitude.

Life turns to death, as the present fades to the past

Its the bleeding of pure silence...

The slow thumping of a partially broken heart..

The twinkle of a knife

Hidden by the night

The sudden thought ending a single life.

Tainted tears fall to the floor.

I can't take this anymore,

my heart hurts right down to its little black core!

A feeling that creeps around my defenses

A feeling that i can't get around

A feeling that confuses my senses

It plays with my despair and my grief

Stealing away every ounce of my happiness like a low life thief..

I put this smile on my face

Only to hide this pitiful shame and disgrace..

To hide the confusion and immense pain, My heart must embrace..

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