The Emptiness
This life is empty
It makes it tempting
Just to end it simply
Who will help me
Who will hear me when I cry
Who will supply the time
That when I want to die
They will try
Try to push away my goodbye
Even though i'm standing here ready to fly
There are cuts on my thighs
And I deny a reply when they ask why
Because I realized that I will fly
Because my life is empty
I'm simply, sickly and ready to end me.
It makes it tempting
Just to end it simply
Who will help me
Who will hear me when I cry
Who will supply the time
That when I want to die
They will try
Try to push away my goodbye
Even though i'm standing here ready to fly
There are cuts on my thighs
And I deny a reply when they ask why
Because I realized that I will fly
Because my life is empty
I'm simply, sickly and ready to end me.
This Poems Story
It's about my battle in life
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