Chapter 3 - My Only Comfort
Submitted December 18, 2004 Updated December 19, 2004 Status Incomplete | I get depressed sometimes, bad thoughts on my mind, so I vent them out with poetry. They rank from depression, suicidal thoughts, to love, to even my secret life.
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Chapter 3 - My Only Comfort
Chapter 3 - My Only Comfort
My Only Comfort
I could die when I leave this room
But you wouldn’t miss me at all
I see you laughing-mocking me
And refusing to help when I fall
My only comfort is morbid
Even depressing, in fact
I could leave this world any second from now
And never even bother to look back
I bid you adieu-
Good-bye forever, my love
Because as I rot in Hell
You dance in Heaven above
My one and only comfort
I am leaving shortly now
I kiss your hand, give you sweet blessings
and leave with a curt bow
I see darkness
It swallows me whole
You cry that you’re sorry now
Believe it? Oh never
I could die when I leave this room
But you wouldn’t miss me at all
I see you laughing-mocking me
And refusing to help when I fall
My only comfort is morbid
Even depressing, in fact
I could leave this world any second from now
And never even bother to look back
I bid you adieu-
Good-bye forever, my love
Because as I rot in Hell
You dance in Heaven above
My one and only comfort
I am leaving shortly now
I kiss your hand, give you sweet blessings
and leave with a curt bow
I see darkness
It swallows me whole
You cry that you’re sorry now
Believe it? Oh never
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