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by mike   Oct 7, 2018


it’s just not worth it anymore
this life i think i’ve lead
there’s nothing but the darkness
this is my final end

there’s nothing left inside me
there’s no one left to hold
i’ll already be forgotten
by the time i’m gone and cold

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  • 4 years ago

    by Once an Angel

    It's funny, in a morbid way, how people who plan to die believe they can see tell the future about who will care and who will not, because, well,they will never know if they go, who misses them. They won't feel those broken memories, and aching hearts, and unforgettable loss. They won't stay to see the collatoral damage of their choice. No one really knows how many lives the touch, how many ripples they make. But I can pretty much guarentee, the number is bigger than they can imagine. "It's a Wonderful Life" gets that point extremely well. I believe you know how much I will miss you. Your mistake is in believing you can make that choice for everyone else. I am glad you wrote this. I hope, from time to time, you choose to keep writing. I love you.

  • 5 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    The hardest, most conflicting question lays in evaluating how we live. What kind of life we lead. I know personally what it's like to only see and feel the darkness, and though I can't ever promise things will be okay or turn out fine, there's always a chance something may happen that can turn things around.

    I know it's never that easy... my hope is that you can push forward for yourself because that is the most important task in my opinion: finding purpose that we already have, just haven't recognized yet.

    Take it easy. I hope you find some light where you are.

  • 5 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Nice rhyme and rhythm.

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