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May 19, 2011 18:29

The Reason

Early morning
Eerie sky
Doesn’t seem right

On my way
Thoughts pace back and forth
I walk in and wait

It happens fast
In a split second
Everything changes.

Leaving
Face red and swollen
I float through tunnel vision

I ask myself
How long will I partake
In this self destruction.

Did I wish this upon myself?
Every time I thought about death
There’s a rope, it’s pulling me

Closer to the end.
I pull out the knife
I start sawing at that rope.

It doesn’t want to cut me loose
I will slice through
And get away.

It takes time
But I will break loose
And find a new way

I see the other side
My eyes open wider
Will I get there?

Tingles take over my body
I look around
Am I here?

Is this the other side?
How did I escape?
Something cut me loose.

I didn’t escape
It brought me here
For a reason.
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