Bree Swart

I am darkness,
I am sin,
I am where,
The fun begins.
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I wrote a poem today,
I wrote it on my wrist,
I wrote it with a razor,
It ended in a twist.
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I take your hand,
As we walk this land,
Side by side,
No need to hide.
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Your wrods echoing through my mind and heart,
Do you want it to be the end,
Do you want to take your part?
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Slit Slit,
Drip Drip,
I watch the blood run down,
Cut Cut,
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Laying on my deathbed,
Wishing those words to be unsaid,
Like nails on a chalkboard,
It makes me cringe,
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You were out late at night,
Having your secret ''affairs''
Dad was always out of sight,
And god never answered my prayers.
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Whithering away into nothing,
Looking back on all my sins,
I have had a lifetime of suffering,
When will the peace begin?
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Your words constantly echoing through
my mind.

They are telling my heart a thousand
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I look at the clock,
Time is running out,
My face filled with shock,
My heart filled with doubt.
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Swimming in a red sea,
Regretting life,
For what it turned out to be.
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Sitting here on my chair,
Peering in to the mirror,
My face I cannot bare.
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Peering through the darkened past,
Searching for the light,
But the darkness is so vast,
It's hard to find what's right.
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Let's take a walk,
A walk through my past,
Just listen while I talk,
And you'll know why I didn't last.
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The blood stained walls are all I see,
The blood stained walls surround me,
I feel trapped, theres no escape,
I close my mouth, as it's covered with tape.
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Struggling to channel all of my feelings,
Trying to decipher between wrong and right,
It's like I don't yet know the meaning,
Of this terrible thing we call 'life'.
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My hearts beating faster,
As the blood starts to flow,
It will take a lot more than a plaster,
To fix this broken soul.
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Look into my eyes,
Stop telling me these lies,
You play me like a game,
You would know, if you could feel my pain.
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Drowning in a river of sorrows,
Hoping life to be better tomorrow.
Flailing in a sea of red,
Wishing those words to be unsaid.
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Creeping through my Nightmare,
Pain is all I see,
For this pain, I cannot bare,
As the gates of hell, open for me.
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