by Matt Ware

Created on: February 20, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

One last glance
My heart's not willing
To take another chance
The void isn't filling
Trying to feel
Only left me numb
Unable to "just deal"
Left me thinking I'm dumb
My existence feels wasted
My death wish please?
Let my peace be hasted
I'm sick of happiness, that tease
As far as feeling is concerned
I'm already among the dead
No flames of passion can be burned
For they burned freely, not fearing dread
Yet the fuel has dissapated
Only dread fuels this body
Emotion, it's been so long since you participated
For running on sorrow, this body runs shoddy
It's going to fall
For it's an empty shell
A kid walking down a school hall
Yearning to be free of its confining Hell
So just snap my neck
Let the silence come
Take me out of this living heck
And please just let me go home

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