Waiting

by rachyBBY   Aug 9, 2006


I think I'm getting used to it
This is how it will always be
Life has no real meaning
And I just started to see

At first I was so blind
A little naive too
But now I understand it
And I know just what to do

There's no point in living
When your heart can't feel a thing
Or when you don't exactly understand
What the word 'happiness' means

This life I live is pointless
There's no reason to go on
My body is numb of feelings
I'm way too far gone

So here I go with the knife
Slicing deeply into my skin
Making a number of new scars
Waiting for death to win

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