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by NytherHerenorTher The hooded poet Jan 2, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Do not forget to ~VOTE~ and ~COMMENT~ on this poem PLEASE!:) I'm bleeding, my soul is bleeding, it pours itself out before my trouble It won't stop I have stopped crying, but the wound , the hole is still there Rain is falling Try to let the rain rinse the black pain away This is futile, for it is internal, it come back They say time heals all pain, they're wrong Time is only a sedative, it stops the bleeding temporarily It always comes back So I will wait until my soul is done, then is the true healing But it hurts, it constantly follows me, it swallows me I am drowning in my soul's blood, someone save me Although I know, I'll eventually save myself PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT, PLEASE