Sinister end

I hate myself from being too weak
Again I’m falling, Again I’m fading
Away from it all
Escaping suffering,
I have blood running down on my hands
My soul, tries to carry on ’til the end
Can’t feel myself,
Only suffering run in my veins,
Can’t wait to fade again
In this world of agony,
Where is my place
Can’t see your face
Ripped off my blood runs down my legs
I search for my grave,
I hated it all in my life
Now I wish to rest somewhere,
No matter what,
Noone is gonna be on my path…

(c) Aurore Ciholas

Thursday 3 July 2008 20h
“Sinister end”


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