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A never ending story goes on for ever more...
Staring at the wall just looking at the door....
Waiting for an answer to speak to me still...
Lying in the cold room chill.

Afraid to answer the questions...
Afraid of what it’s in store…
Want to get past the problem…
Because tonight it is leaven a sore.

The pain surges...
Groaning at my brain...
Wishing it would go away...
All of it's a strain.

Between my sheets stain the lies…
Under my pillow are the tears I hide…
These pages blank and white on them,
My feelings I’ve tried to write…
When does the day time turn to light?

I look at the ceiling wishing I was gone....
Just far away, away from home....
They yell at me...
I've taken it for too long...
It’s the end of the sad song.

With a razor pressed on my skin…
Blood is pouring from deep within…
On my floor covered in blood,
They better be careful of this flood.

Too much pain I cause myself...
Family pictures on the shelf...
And I look and see them smiling bright...
Is what I’m doing really right?

© Caitlin Lambert and Care Strom
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Her Unhappy Ending (duet)
Date: Sunday, 1st May 2005 @ 03:32:20 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: KishaLovesCare126
4/30/2005, 9:54 PM


A never ending story goes on for ever more...
Staring at the wall just looking at the door....
Waiting for an answer to speak to me still...
Lying in the cold room chill.

Afraid to answer the questions...
Afraid of what it’s in store…
Want to get past the problem…
Because tonight it is leaven a sore.

The pain surges...
Groaning at my brain...
Wishing it would go away...
All of it's a strain.

Between my sheets stain the lies…
Under my pillow are the tears I hide…
These pages blank and white on them,
My feelings I’ve tried to write…
When does the day time turn to light?

I look at the ceiling wishing I was gone....
Just far away, away from home....
They yell at me...
I've taken it for too long...
It’s the end of the sad song.

With a razor pressed on my skin…
Blood is pouring from deep within…
On my floor covered in blood,
They better be careful of this flood.

Too much pain I cause myself...
Family pictures on the shelf...
And I look and see them smiling bright...
Is what I’m doing really right?

© Caitlin Lambert and Care Strom


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