Icy crystalline tears fall,
Covering bare trees and
Barren lands in white
A line of red follows my steps...
My dream is soon to become true
For Im ending the pain, sorrow, grief
From my long forgotten eyes...
Who would ever think to search here?
My winter barren heart...
A freezing heart of pure, clear ice.
So here I am in a ruined life, preparing a death
That would make things better for everyone.
Once my guardian angel tried to stop me
But her words were silenced by muffled tears.
I made it so even my dearest guardain angel
Would hate me.
Why?
Because I am nothing great...
Im but a creature of sin.
Im not needed nor wanted...
So now I raise this blade in the
Cloud piercing rays of the sun,
And plunge it through my heart.
Last thing I see is my darkend soul
Leaving me as I exhale my last lung numbing breath.
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one of my hobbies is writing poetry and so the journal will eventually, gradually grow
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