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My Road to Happiness
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by Anonymous
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Deeper and deeper
the cuts do grow
Faster and faster
the blood does flow.
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Oh what a bitch,
that one'll need a stitch.
How will I explain all of this?
Have I fallen too far into the abyss?
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The blood is still dripping,
a puddle has formed.
I need to get out
or I'll surely be stormed.
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I paint my chest crimson
with a bloody red rag.
I beat myself blue
with a belt and a nag.
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My knuckles are bruised
from punching the walls
but then, with a knife
in my hand, someone calls.
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But that murmur is only
a voice in my head
telling me stop
or soon you'll be dead.
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And then a soft whimper,
a tear down my cheek
My face is all wet
from the water I leak.
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Then soft, sweet serenity
I feel in my bones
A feeling of happiness,
then start the moans.
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I could end it now
but the blood would stop bleeding
And then who would take over
when my joyfulness needs feeding?
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So for now I just sit
and relish this feeling
with a smile on my face
and my eyes on the ceiling.
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Tomorrow I might
finish the deed
but for the time being,
I sit here and bleed.
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