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Nothing


Frustration and hate beneath the eyes

Towards myself I am alone

Waiting for nothing, looking for anything

I look down to see that bottle

Full of empty oval dreams

Ripping the cap off looking in the mirror

Seeing the sunken in eyes waiting to be rescued

Every tear like a drop of blood

Symbolizing the pain I wish not to have

 

The scars all over my body

Showing the unevenness in my skin and life

The shivers and transparent skin

Bottoms up and there go the pills

Sadness beyond the stars forcing the emptiness down my throat

 

Curling up on the ragged rug

Feeling limp and emotionally nothing

I wisp away to a deep dream

Giving one last breath

And never to awake again

 
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