Empty

Empty

A Poem by Nina
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I've been at a low point lately where I literally want to kill myself and this is how I imagine it.

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I spend all of my days, hiding the wounds
And, everything that holds me slips away
I'm finally going to leave this broken place
I escape life's frantic embrace; gravity takes
Seven stories up, the wind mourns my fall
The world is dark, it knows my despair
But I'm not scared, it's just like flying 
And the blood-tainted snow I'll never see
Cause you're gonna shut my eyes for me
Right now I hear it calling, and I'm going 
Don't think you could have saved me
It didn't matter
I was too empty.


© 2012 Nina



Author's Note

Nina
Still working on it. There's a lot more despair involved but I edited a bit. Still rough draft kinda

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when i got there, i imagined it a different way

hoping you find yourself in a better place real soon

Posted 12 Months Ago


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Nina
Nina

Seattle, WA



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