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Dee Feral Aiya Galie

So Tired

Copyright Dee Feral Aiya Galie

I’m so tired of all the fighting.
I’m so tired of all this pain.
Please tell me where it gets us
Crying in the rain?
I’m so tired of all these tears
Steadily gliding down my cheek.
I’m so tired of all this hurt inside.
This pain, it makes me weak.
I’m so tired of walking, starring at the ground,
Never looking ahead.
Please tell me how you can help yourself,
When inside… you’re already dead?
I’m so tired of wearing this mask,
That hides my feelings deep inside.
I’m so tired of wondering how much better
Life might be if I wasn’t alive.
I’m so tired of all this suffering.
I’m so tired of all this pain.
In the end, tell me please, what will we gain?

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Bits and pieces of me are scattered throughout my past. Shattering from the pain like a bottle of glass. Wishing I could end it all, tired of stumbling down this never ending hall. Is life worth living when you re living a lie? What s the use when you live to die? What s our purpose in this game? Is it fighting for riches, love or fame? Why are we so unaided in this hell, the spark I had has faded as I fell. We are broken and toyed with throughout our lives, not even the fittest can survive…

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Pulsing vein, just beneath the skin, I grab my knife and dig in slowly cut away the pain as I slide the blade across my souls shell, My living body dying in this agonizing hell I’ve been dangling from a string, just holding on for my life, Hoping that what I’m doing is right The thread still holds even though my will grows cold, Wanting to let go, but afraid to slip. Not afraid of death but afraid of the trip. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do, so I’ll just dangle here and hold on for you.

 

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