| Warning: This one is about depression and suicidal thoughts. If you can't handle it, go elsewhere. | ||||||||||||||
| When All is Still | ||||||||||||||
| By Dawn | ||||||||||||||
| Here I sit, and with every passing breath I wonder, and I think of death I wonder if it's worth it to live But suicide, He will not forgive There must be another way For, in this world I cannot stay I've been pushed beyond my limit I can't take it, I must admit And since death has it's appeal And purgatory is real Should I forget about living And not being forgiven So I can leave this world of futility And enter one of tranquility I know someday I will Or maybe tonight when all is still. |
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| (c) May of 1988 | ![]() |
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