Suicide of memories
Suicide of memories
Tears came streaming down my face
after our goodbye, a new ending
I’m scared again
honestly I’m scared all the time
And here I’m sitting now
on the floor
in my bedroom
wondering what I should do
and whether I
will ever get better
people say I will
but the pain
seems to have no ending
Life is full of suffocation
salty tears and tears of blood
old scars and fresh wounds
endless pain and lonely nights
and a suicide of memories
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