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i have driven my self to the end. An end i have seen for a while. i could have prevented it, i could have stopped it. i could have preverted the truth. but i didn\'t. I drag along the bottom. the bottom of my mind, my life.

So now i stand i here on the edge. the edge of a building, my life. Looking out, i see the world i have come to know. all blown apart by my words and yet held together my lies. tracing a painful path, alone and dark. Preverted this world i think now. As i look out, drenched in my tears i notice, that my world my barren city, is nothing but dark allies. The sky over head, thick and dark, pours upon me. The wind whips, and whispers threatening words, pushing me closer to the edge.

I glance behind me, a life. One i never really knew, warm sun, friends, the inviting cheering of family. I clearly lack redeemtion. Redeemtion i have come to know as only for the wicked, that knew better. I didn\'t, i never did. All knew of was the stories, of something better, but always just fiction in my mind.

My bloody knucks pound my chest, begging for forgiveness that i have never seen, begging for something yet to come. They say that you never want what you never had. Bullshit, i feel it now, more that ever. For i was really loved, just shoved and used to feel a mold for someelse\'s longing. I filled the gaps for other people. I realize now that i was always alone. Alone, physically and mentally. i remember cold nights, awake in bed, unsatisfied, craving something more, while the person who called me a partner moaned and snored quitely next to me. Now i moan, in anger, feat, loathing, unreleased. Uncheck for all these years.

Years, it has really been that long. twisted and hollow those days passed. unclear, but still sharp, stinging.

I clear the tears from my hollow eyes, and move closer to the edge.

As i look at the end, i finally feel comforted with the feeling that things will be clear again, that i will be whole and new.
Fear drives passion, i realized in the moment. Hold my breath i fear nothing, not anymore, i have nothing left to fear.

As i take my final step i hear my name, but it is to late, the whipping wind won. the whispers became silent.

as i look up to see the one person who could have saved me, i was suddenly empty again. lost to fear, unsaved.

fallening to the end of nothing real, driven by the unseen, my life

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i have driven my self to the end. An end i have seen for a while. i could have prevented it, i could have stopped it. i could have preverted the truth. but i didn\'t. I drag along the bottom. the bottom of my mind, my life.

So now i stand i here on the edge. the edge of a building, my life. Looking out, i see the world i have come to know. all blown apart by my words and yet held together my lies. tracing a painful path, alone and dark. Preverted this world i think now. As i look out, drenched in my tears i notice, that my world my barren city, is nothing but dark allies. The sky over head, thick and dark, pours upon me. The wind whips, and whispers threatening words, pushing me closer to the edge.

I glance behind me, a life. One i never really knew, warm sun, friends, the inviting cheering of family. I clearly lack redeemtion. Redeemtion i have come to know as only for the wicked, that knew better. I didn\'t, i never did. All knew of was the stories, of something better, but always just fiction in my mind.

My bloody knucks pound my chest, begging for forgiveness that i have never seen, begging for something yet to come. They say that you never want what you never had. Bullshit, i feel it now, more that ever. For i was really loved, just shoved and used to feel a mold for someelse\'s longing. I filled the gaps for other people. I realize now that i was always alone. Alone, physically and mentally. i remember cold nights, awake in bed, unsatisfied, craving something more, while the person who called me a partner moaned and snored quitely next to me. Now i moan, in anger, feat, loathing, unreleased. Uncheck for all these years.

Years, it has really been that long. twisted and hollow those days passed. unclear, but still sharp, stinging.

I clear the tears from my hollow eyes, and move closer to the edge.

As i look at the end, i finally feel comforted with the feeling that things will be clear again, that i will be whole and new.
Fear drives passion, i realized in the moment. Hold my breath i fear nothing, not anymore, i have nothing left to fear.

As i take my final step i hear my name, but it is to late, the whipping wind won. the whispers became silent.

as i look up to see the one person who could have saved me, i was suddenly empty again. lost to fear, unsaved.

fallening to the end of nothing real, driven by the unseen, my life