The Emoest Shit ive ever written...and i think that the worl

Listening to: Blackout- Muse
Feeling: sane
Why do I feel left out? Why is it that I can’t get along? Is it because I do not belong? I keep trying to face my problems head on I can’t seem to have my feet firmly on the ground I’m on my knees without any sound I’m begging for your aid I’m begging you to help me not fade..away. Too young to live Should i die right now? This is a distress call Im hanging on a thin wire I keep trying to crawl I can’t seem to move any faster. I can’t avoid my disaster… I’m better off dead without a name Things will always be the same. Never to change And I cant take my life in for exchange, My soul poorly Beaten not to accept I cried until I slept There was no reason to look out of my eye If the only thing that came out of it was a cry. I closed my eyes forever and tried to hide in the dark I put the gun to my chest, all i needed was the gun spark. I wept until there werent anymore tears. How I would face death is my only fear. I guess I will find out soon enough This life is just too rough I’m carving my tombstone If you go to the cemetery, fading flowers over my stone, if you look down there will be no name, just another unknown.
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hey thanks I like your diary too. it's cool
Hey, thanks for the comment. Nice poetry...kinda dark and stuff...but hey...whatever works! Well thanks...peace!