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Each day I go about my life’s routine,
Largely unseen, yet I remain serene
As I lie to those who I hold close,
and die again, with each dose.

I wake each morn and plead to God
Even though to me he’s a simple façade,
Still I plead for happiness, not grief
and receive not even the slightest relief.

I’d give my life to finally feel,
the happiness one cannot steal.
But it seems I cannot ever revert
I’ll always be stuck with this hurt

Until the day I take my final strides
and with my skin the knife collides
I know with this I leave life behind
But it’s been gone a while in my mind.
©2008-2010 ~GoingOffTheDeepEnd
:icongoingoffthedeepend:

Author's Comments

I'm not /really/ feeling this way; it's just a collection of a few lines I really like from old unpublished poems of mine.

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:iconderek-of-spades:
interesting poem, i like the last verse the best.

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Bleeding wounds don't heal.
:icongoingoffthedeepend:
Thanks!

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You are the faith inside of me.
:iconrockerbybaby:
'Twas very nice reading a fixed rhyming poem again. :)




:heart:

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Across the face of the Earth, her ruby cheeks shone; Winds of whisper buried seeds of rumor, made her secret well grown.
:icongoingoffthedeepend:
Thanks.

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You are the faith inside of me.
:iconrockerbybaby:
:)

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Across the face of the Earth, her ruby cheeks shone; Winds of whisper buried seeds of rumor, made her secret well grown.

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