Almost there
I’m almost there,
To the point of killing myself
Almost made it.
Just a few more inches.
I’m almost there,
Just a few more words
Then I’m gone
Out of this place
I’m almost there,
Just a few more times
A few more salty words
Then ill end it
Shadows all around me
Hands and voices pulls
Slumber with us Fallen One
Light begins to fade away
So close,
Almost there,
Just…a…few more…
“DON’T GO BOO”
Eyes opened, back in time.
I turned to look and realized, how could I forget?
There’s someone I want to share my life with
How can I think of such a thing?
She is the reason I’m still here
The one that took out darkness
Thank you, thank you
I was almost there
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