Harley My Last Name
Walking Away From It All... - Poem by Harley My Last Name
Walking away from it all.
Dreaming that it will all go away.
Lieing to myself saying that its fine.
Crying myself to sleep on endless nights.
Leaving my body a disaster.
Painting is to dark.
Screaming isnt loud enough.
Losing everyone is getting low.
Causing pain isnt fun.
Suffering is causing blood.
Bleeding is causing a horrific mess.
Walking away from it all is by far the only solution left.
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