Tears in My Soul
Tears flow from my soul, Washing over my mind, Some days I just wish to suffocate, To feel the air escaping my lungs, To feel myself breathe my last breath, Tears in my soul, blood slowly, But painfully leak from my arm, As I leave scars, small but still O' so big enough to feel them sting, Everyday I feel my heart break, Peice by peice, Bit by bit, afraid that soon nothing will be left in my heart and soul but empty, bitter, cold darkness, I want to scream, I want to shout and I want to suffocate and I want to bleed, These tears in my soul, They wash me away until there is nothing left of me, nothing but pain and suffering, Hoping 1 day, just 1 day, These tears will actually drip from my dead and dry eyes.
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