Farwell and goodnight
The time is here.
The time has come and gone.
For me to bid farewell and goodnight to the world.
My life is over and done.
I dont wish to live any more.
Farewell to the people who cared.
Goodnight world friends and family.
To those who made me do it,
You best watch out.
Cos I'm gonna huant you from above.
I accepted defeat.
My fate was already planned.
On the day I took the pills.
Imdied this very day
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You can run but you can't hide!
I am the runner who does try to hide.
But no matter how far you run you just can't hide.
Depression and dark thought do get me still,
I can't take it all in my stride.
Depression lingers at my side.
On a never ending slide.
Depression makes me numb.
I may aswell be dumb.
I can not feel.
My heart it wants to steal.
My soul it has taken and broken.
My body and mind it has invaded.
Depression please fade.
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Imprisoned
I was imprisoned.
You put me there for my own saftey judge.
I hated you.
I'd suffered a grate deal of pain.
All I wanted was a way out.
Just to be free from it all.
But you punished me
You sent me to prison.
Becuase I did all I knew how to do.
Why imprison me for 8 weeks?
What about the people who hurt me?
What about them?
Why did they walk free?
When I am still not free.
I carry the shit with me.
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Lost in a World of Dispare
In a world of large dispare.
In a world of sadness
And a world of greif and pain.
In a world of abuse.
No wonder one despares life.
No wonder one lives a life of dispare.
Hurt over and over again.
Never to be free.
In a world of sadness
In a lonely world.
I never can regain
Who I used to be!
I live in my world
My world of dispare
A world of fear and anxiety.
In the world of mine.
Will I ever be free?
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An angel came one afternoon
An Angel came one afternoon.
A visit hedid pay.
That Angel took my grandad.
And tore my hart away.
So loving and loved.
He was.
I miss him so very much.
My best friend.
I truly loved my Grandad.
Honestly I did.
More than words can ever say.
Lord why did that Angel come.
And take him away?
The answers I will not know.
For it was Your chosen way.
I know my Grandad is in heaven.
Safe in your arms I pray.
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Tears come and go like waves
Tears stream down your face.
Upon something you
Cannot really face.
Tears steam
Like a lake flows.
Within something you
Cannot really face.
I cant face
Alot of things.
Then tears
Stream down my face
Upon something
i cannot really face.
For im trying to
Block it all out.
But tears stream down
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Tear drops
Tears stream down your face.
Upon something you
Cannot really face.
Tears steam
Like a lake flows.
Within something you
Cannot really face.
I cant face
Alot of things.
Then tears
Stream down my face
Upon something
i cannot really face.
For im trying to
Block it all out.
But tears stream down
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Was here But now I aint (suicide)
So yes I took my life
I ended my strife.
I coundn't stuggle one more day.
My life wasn't easy.
It wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
Forces from beyond they stole my soul.
They took my heart.
And left a big wide wound.
I was once alive.
But Now I've gone to the silent land.
Where theres no more pain.
And every one gets to be free.
I have no regets as such.
Apart from the people who hurt me,
They walked free
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Depression is angry again
Depression is raging.
In the mist of its anger.
It eats my happiness.
Fasting on my sadness.
Depression has its hold on me.
Throwing me into despair.
Making me more and more insane
As my mind it drains.
Depression'll take me all the more
It dosent care so long as it has its hit.
It hates me every single bit.
Every day it kills me a bit more.
It wont stop till its had its frill
It wont stop till its got me dead.
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Go ahead mention my rape
Go ahead mention my rape.
You know it can happen at any time?
Dont worry about hurting me futher.
It cant hurt any more than being raped.
Dont worry about making me cry.
I'm already crying inside.
Help me heal.
By realsing the pain and tears,
That are so deep inside.
I'm hurt though when told
ITS YOUR OWN FUALT.
YOUR A SLAG.
That hurts.
You want to know what its like to be me.
Well dont ask cos I dont really no
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