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[deathuntourself]

Unto this day,
All I see is,
Darkness,
Despair,
And the intriguing way,
Of how everyone is unconsiderate,
Of each other's feelings.

They look at you,
Talking behind ur back,
And then you know,
That they are not,
"Friends."

You stare deeply into these eyes,
Watching for a spark of passion,
But all you see is an icy plain,
That these eyes wont let you,
Penetrate.

All I see,
Is everyone staring,
Not even able,
To give me the chance,
To try to fit in.

Unto this day,
All I see is light,
The light,
It burns our eyes,
That we retreat,
Into the tranquility,
Of the darkness.

If there was a single day I could live,
A single breath i could take,
A single day i could leave this world,
I would trade all the others away.

I fall deep into this well,
This well of darkness,
That when i hit the bottom,
I can't see the light above,
That i drown in this darkness
All around me.

I take this blade,
To this bleeding artery,
That when it slices through,
All I see is my life fading before my eyes.