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Once in the dream of a night I stood
Lone in the light of a magical wood,
Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang;
And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang,
And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed,
And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.
The sun is shining,
But my eyes see no light.
I see black,
I see people laughing,
But all i hear is the screaming.
What is wrong with me?
All I feel is pain.
I see my blood gushing from my wrist.
Sitting in my room all alone,
I feel crowded,
My mind is yelling
"Nobody loves me!"
Is all I hear all day long,
when I sleep I dream of death
The blood has covered the floor,
I feel light headed
The pain rushes through my body like lighting
Its silent
and as i take my last breath I whisper
"I guess this is all I have worked for......Suicide!"
