New poem.
She walks alone,
Her lonely spirit always searching for home.
She glides through the winter rain,
Searching for a way to end the pain.
She sits alone, gun to her head.
Thinking she is better off dead.
He knocks at her door,
Gunshot rings out.
He walks in to find her,
Dead on the floor.
Her beauty is gone,
He is alone.
He sinks to his knees,
Gives a piteuos moan.
Why didn't he guide her lost soul home?
He walks, tears keep flowing.
Her spirit is there,
He keeps on going.
But what he doesn't know is that
She isn't gone,
She has been right there along.
She is pure right down to the core,
Her beautiful spirit walking the earth once more.
A beautiful angel,
Denied rebirth,
Forever trapped in limbo between heaven and earth...
I'm drowning, dying, gone.
Tell me,
why stay here anymore?
I'm the broken china doll the magician couldn't fix.
The pills are in my hand, gonna swallow them down quick.
Falling into the bottomless pit of despair.
Alone in the darkness, gasping for air.
Feeling alone, choking on blood.
Memories descend upon me in an endless flood.
I lay on the floor. caged in grief.
Staring at the broken beauty in disbelief.
Trapped in the bathroom, razor to wrist.
Screaming and bleeding in endless bliss.
Longing for the sweet embrace of Lady Death.
Longing to climb to the stars, to be truly blessed.
I float upon the rivers of time,
They run so deep.
Lady Deaths sweet lullaby,
Rocking me to Eternal Sleep...
I wrote that at 3 in the morning. I need more sleep
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