string

everything seems the same now days
give me escape and peace
let me run with you
let me live for you.
me
here i am
second person
throuwing my blood and guts upon the screen '
this is my last chance
the final thread on this broken rope
holding
on
should i let go
plunge me into oblivion
curse this retched feeling
i dont even know if i want to write anymore
chaos chaos chaos surrounds
can you hear me?
can you feel my creative energy steaming off me?
it is born from
anger restlessness fustration
it grows from hope hopelessness desolation
it rolls in the dead of night
the rising of the sun
if life is a masterpiece what am i a dream?
living in a play where all the lines were forgotten erased
im broken a puppet with no master
strings cut
im not a real girl
empty hollow ragged doll
demons overtake
and sway me
angels lift me up and calm me
hold on darling hold on
the string hasnt been cut yet

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im broken a puppet with no master
strings cut
im not a real girl
empty hollow ragged doll
demons overtake
and sway me
angels lift me up and calm me
hold on darling hold on
the string hasnt been cut yet

....If you only knew how much of this part I can relate to. This is so powerful and really deep. I really like your writes.