Am i done?
Striking matches on myself,
Trying to lit love;
Putting my feet on the edge
Of the world,
Hoping to be hold.
Am i done?
Being the one,
who breaks the dam,
of my own sorrow;
Feeling deep all the pain today,
from wounds that only birth tomorrow.
Am i done?
slicing, cutting and killing,
The hope that comes to my heart,
And feeling harsh from your words,
Tear my body apart.
Am i wrong,for
ripping my flesh,
To be a version of me,
that no one had yet,
extinguished the light?
Hoping i save the child
Of ol times that used to be,
Drowning in life?
And when i'm done,
Making a fool of my dreams
And holding my emotions slaves,
Thats when i know, for sure,
That all my fears,
will lie beside me in my grave
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