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facing this world alone,

always feeling the cold.

is there noone to take my hand

and tell me it's going to be ok?

 

too much have i lost,

too high was the cost.

how could she say she never knew.

i know she was never a fool.

 

she pushed me further away.

killed me day by day.

almost felt like i was over it

and then she did it to me again.

 

took my hand and whispered soft.

''can i stay with you tonigh?''

like a fool i sayd yes to  her request

to find out that she and her friend just needed a place to rest.

 

so another bloody mess on my arms.

she'd better know it her fault.

the relaps couldn't get much worse

even if it was a curse.

 

scared to see my hands,

bleeding from all the scars.

don't have enough bracelets to hide them all.

but still i find myself waiting for her call.

 

final chapter is here,

i can feel my end drawing near.

so i have abbandoned all my hopes and fears

but still i'm chocking on my tears.

 

so i will say my goodbyes

i woun't believe it if she pretends to cry.

i have lost all my hope

because all i ever was were just proken pieces of a joke.

 

__________

 

tears roll down my cheek

as i choke on the ashes

of a burnt life around me.

the glass under my feet cuts deep

shards from the broken mirror of my sole.

doomed to forever feel cold, 

without a hand to hold.

as the anger is flooding my mind,

tears are never far behind.

clench my teeth and brush it away

paint a smile over the scream every day.

at night i sit silent with a pillow on my face.

scream and cry so they wouldn't hear

as i invite my ender ever more near.

the lonelyness and sadness, 

it cuts so very deep.

life passes by for the rest

but i still linger here and feel dead.

just show me a tree where i can tie the rope,

and lets end this sad, pathetic little joke...

 

____

 

can you tell from the look in my eyes

that i am broken to pieces?

can you hear from the shiver in my voice 

that i am hopeless?

will you ever try to reach out

and give me a helping hand?

or will you forget all my shouts

and leave me for dead?

every touch was just a reminder

of every broken hope and dream

you never saw what you did to me

because i hid all the scars and screams

 

____ 

 

i took a walk in the forest one day.

the sun was shining but my mood was grey.

i walked and i sat

searching for a place to stay,

but i wasn't welcomed anywhere i went. 

even the tree i adored didn't offer me help.

 

and then i saw it.

the saddest image i could possibly imagine.

a butterfly strugglying to fly,

while the others danced under the sky.

he flew alone from flower to flower, 

searching for a place he could rest for a while.

but enywhere he went he couldn't stay.

because the other chased him away.

 

then came the wind and the butterflyes settled down.

exept the lonely one, he was toarn from the ground.

the wind hissed, yelled and tossed him around.

picking him up and smashing him into the ground.

 

the wind passed by

and the butterflyes returned to the sky

all exept the lonely one

he's wings were toarn apart and defeated

one last gush of wind and he was gone.

 

then i fell to my knees and started to cry

i realized i was looking into a mirror this entire time.

a broken shard that reflected all that i am

reflected so truly all that i am.

 

 

 

 

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