In the black

by Miss Lonely Teacher   Apr 19, 2011


In this abyss,
constantly sinking,
I yearn for bliss;
an escape from this.

I've found my old friend,
a bite so sharp
maybe he'll end
my life, or will my soul mend?

I don't care either way
as long as it's gone
this pain everday
I'll never be okay

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