À CHACUN SES ZONES SINISTRÉES

À CHACUN SES ZONES SINISTRÉES

28 décembre 2010

 

Mon poème exprime comment je me sens et non une intention de suicide.

 

I see myself drowning in my own tears

Tears i've tried to hide over and over

Kept tears burning my soul

Now burning my skin

 

My heart aches

My lungs want air

Which manages to enter

In my destroyed body

To keep it alive

For maybe the last inspiration

 

I've fought to live

And now i'm fighting to die

My heart should have stopped by now

Please

Let me go

This life is not for me

 

All limbs become numb

Everything starts to blur

Voilà.


I could have been happy

I should have been happy

But my obsession 

Destroyed my dreams

Destroyed all beauty

and all love

I didn't killed myself

I was already gone 

Because of Ana and Mia 

Now that i am free

I've joined the other broken angels



28/12/2010
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