Vathalia Mae

(5/12/1995 / Virginia)

To Die is to finally Live

Forever I knocked on a door that never opened.
Forever I hurt.
Forever I kept it inside.

I looked for it,
Seeked it for the longest time.
My soul ached.
My heart was cut into a million bloody slivers by a man I let in.
I lay here now thinking back as u do when ur near death.
It all rushes in cutting off ur mind and pushing u inside a room filled with darkness and..

To die is to finally live.
Questions are never answered and ur life is no better then the next guys
But when u see the face of death and spit in his face u think ur invincible
Yet the next day u wake up in the earth.

I slip into blackness and wake up to live my death.
Forever I search for life in this death and forever my soul aches.
I have no heart.
No mind.
No person.
In this place forever is the same as never.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 27, 2013

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