Post reblogged from Keep on fucking living. with 3 notes
Source: fuuck-them-all
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It’s no longer that I can’t find anything to live for, because I can. It’s just not enough. It’s not enough to distract from this feeling. My whole existence just feels plain wrong. There are so many people who deserve to be here so much more than me. I don’t want to die. I’m so sick of waiting for something, anything to just happen. There’s just nothing. Nothing means anything. But there’s so much shit in my head. How does one person, one 17 year old come to have this much crap to think about. Regrets. Memories. Worries. Pain. Death would be so peaceful. I think of all the things i’d miss out on, the people i’d leave behind. Reactions to my suicide. But none of it would matter, because I’d be dead. Gone.
It’s another day, another line
A single shot, a bottle of wine
Boom Boom, you’re wired
More of this, you won’t be tired
Grind, roll, you light another joint
But then surely, you’re just proving their point
A spinning whirl of music, lights
The clock chimes, the hour bites
Can’t be me, need to cloud my mind
Hunting for something, you still won’t find
One more, just another
Then you’re there, you can’t recognize the other
From the bottle, drink it straight
Deliriously you wonder, is this my fate
Run away, hide within it
A hushed dodgy room, dimly lit
Drunken to oblivion, I’m playing bait
They do what they will, fills me with hate.
Katie Waddams
We enter the lift
Of a broken love story
Here lies the remains
Torn into pieces
Rose petals line the corridors
A book on the floor
A chair upturned
Here a lovers rage took over
The grave of a romantic affair
The door hovers ajar
We creak and step, cautious
The door thrown open
The ending unfolds
Her naked body lies here
Strewn among petals grown black
A knife to the heart
A single dagger blade
Was all it took
A deathly lullaby
Fades out
The End.
Katie Waddams
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