Sitting on the cold floor
sits a broken soul who cannot take anymore She hides in her darkness behind the closed door Buried within is darkness and torment so strong She counts all her faults and wrongs She won't be able to carry on like this for long All this hurt in her mind screams In her mind the torment gleams to her the only way out is death it seems Inside the chamber of her thoughts she has dug herself a plot In her mind these thoughts and pain can no longer be fought She feels this is her life lot In her mind her twisted thoughts dig herself a grave In her mind she can no longer behave She begins to think, "Do I die or live to see another day?" She searches for the bottle of pills spilled on the floor She thinks to herself, "I cannot take this pain anymore" She thinks, "Should I take my life and slam this dark door?" Buried in strife she begins to take her own life Before she can She feels something come over her that drops the pills from her hand This feeling she cannot explain out of thin air she hears a whisper call out her name She thinks to herself, "Am I going insane?" As she sits on the dark floor She feels a peace sweep over her that she has never felt before The pain in her heart begins to melt This feeling is unlike anything she has ever felt The peace overtakes her and changes her life The peace she feels changes her mind and makes her think twice The peace has caused her to not take her life She now has the peace she longed for in her soul She now feels her heart is whole |
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