No Further

I cannot do it anymore
This place is not welcoming
So I let my tears stream down my face
And yet my pain will not cease
The thorns in my side
The blood on my wrist
The pain in my heart
I do not think I can go on much further
Feeling wronged in many ways
Loneliness still settled on my inside
Even with the scars on my skin
I feel helpless and insecure
My wounds will never heal
My ripped paper heart taped together
But the tape will not save my weak heart
The fire will soon burn it
And then I will be left alone and dead
Which is halfway accomplished
Alone but not dead, yet
Many times I have tried to get there
But still here, still in pain
Still trying, still not dying
I sit in my room, cutting, crying, and writing
Dreaming of the day I leave and die
Over and over, day after day
Never changing, never getting my rest in peace
And I realize, this is my life

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-harley-~