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The meadows of despair

Can't stop it
Spinning and spinning, faster and faster
This fucking carousel of thoughts
Tornado of the mind
Each second an eternal lifetime

The fear...
The fear makes me freeze
Mind grapling, torturing, nauseating fear
Numbness
The fear of people, of scorn, of...
Nothing
Irrational
A rush of blood
Like knives underneath my skin
Nausea...
It's mocking me
A smile of rotting, black teeth
I want out of my fucking head

Like autumn
A smell of decaying life
Grey skies, november rain
Dying beauty, wilted flowers
Death is slowly marching towards me, like a black bride of sorrow
This is how I feel

Lies
Fucking lies
To you, to me, to everyone
Self deceit
An attempt at a nicer world
But nontheless
A lie

Spinning and spinning, faster and faster
It's dark and freezing in here
Dark, freezing, fucking world

Let me out...
Get me off this fucking merry-go-round
'Cause nothing is merry about it
Have mercy on my soul

Just fucking kill me...




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Publicerad 2014-03-31 22:24



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Ur shit is allways good, but this...
"Get me off this fucking merry-go-round" It makes me smile with understanding. I feel you.
2014-04-01
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