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    dots Submission Name: agonydots

    Author: Darc Angel
    ASL Info:    18/m/ny
    Elite Ratio:    3.95 - 10/5/56
    Words: 396
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    It opens up,
    and the blood pours out
    this comforting bliss,
    how can I manage to feel so alone?
    With no regrets,
    apathy overflows.
    I've found my razor,
    and with it, upon my skin bleeds a kiss.

    Lightly brushing my wrist,
    I taunt myself.
    There's nothing out there that can stop me...
    This sad knowledge,
    the truth seems to only hurt.
    I'm breaking more hearts then this sin,
    bleeding myself, I take this in as silent abuse.

    I've heard his scream to often,
    his bullshit way too much.
    I can't ever defend myself,
    to scared to even try.
    Dig my grave,
    slip me six feet under.
    I'll decay slowly,
    burying every last torment with my body.

    White nail polish,
    glistens with red spotting.
    Dried up excuses.
    One more cut to hide,
    one more scar to cry for,
    to know how sick I am.
    This malaise wont go away,
    I need this pain.

    It's an excuse,
    a constant release.
    Relieving my heart,
    I pour out more then just emotion.
    A pounding hate,
    resentful cries.
    A heavy weight on my shoulders,
    must I be so alone?

    and lies that lead to misconception.
    Diluted eyes,
    seek a way out.
    no savior.
    no prince charming.
    My fairy godmothers drowned,
    under the sorrow that's taken me over.

    Nothings I do is good enough,
    everything I say I mess up.
    No excuses.
    I'm nothing but lost.
    Tie me to the reigns,
    ride away the past,
    leave it to rot,
    along with every last mistake I've created.

    A self loathing,
    constantly beats me down.
    Killing my imagination,
    I have nothing to offer.
    I've broken promises,
    lied too many times.
    The razor controls me,
    calling me unceasingly.

    It deceives me,
    This cuts not that deep.
    Making me back track a million times,
    overlapping what makes me feel used.
    Nothing more but a failure,
    losing every last thing that matters.
    I'm slowly falling out of reality
    dreaming of my suicide...

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