The Outcome

I can't stand the lonely nights,
I try to hold myself more tight.
I can't stand the coldness,
in me is there boldness?

I can't put up another fight,
against the lonely windy nights.
I can't keep up with this trail,
I wish I had a way to bail.

I can't keep wishing you were here,
to hold me tight when you were near.
I can't keep dreaming of a good life,
when I do it brings me closer to the knife.

All the stupid things you have done,
has brung me to one outcome.
I can't live with this strife,
I can't live with this life.

You have taken everything I had,
and I am thankful that I'm glad.
Of all the things that I don't get,
of all the memories that I've hit.

I believe there was a way,
and I still dream of that day.
The only time that you had loved me,
was the time I could only see.

Now it's time for me to go,
I'll take it deep and nice and slow.
The first but deepest cut has won,
now my life has ended, done.

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