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Summary: I felt as if I were separate from my body, as if I were watching me like some TV show with no control over what I was doing. My mind had just let go. Rated for Suicidal Angst.
My Sanctuary
My broken figure lay crumpled on the ground.
I watch with empty eyes as you leave me, walking through the door.
A lump has grown in my throat, preventing me from calling you back.
My heart has been ripped in two and left to the cold floor.
You left me here to bleed inside, the loss of you is too much.
What had I done wrong, I can't recall why you'd gotten bored.
Was my love for you not enough, were we stuck in place?
Tears threatened to spill over as my thoughts hit a chord.
It truly was your fault, for not appreciating what we had.
I'm dying inside as the door slams behind you.
My sanctuary is my mind, driving my thoughts from my broken heart.
You told me you wanted something new.
Something new for you and your pathetic life.
It never occurred to me that it was I who had gotten old.
That you had steadily grown bored with us.
I need someone to love, to hold.
Though I love you, your happiness brings my pain.
I'm dying inside as you walk down the driveway.
My sanctuary is my mind, thoughts drifting to my broken heart.
Every part of me yearns to call out for you to stay.
A sob escapes my trembling lips, for I am now alone.
Your silhouette through my window tells me you've gone.
As reality sinks in, I know you're not coming back.
Reality tells me you're gone.
My tears now flow freely, my mind now blank.
All that runs through it are my mistakes, the way I've failed.
My heart is pierced and bleeding, the pain overwhelming.
You ripped it out and watched as it trailed.
My breath comes in gasps, I just want it to end!
Why does God make me suffer like this? Why?
Suddenly, a realization hit me.
To end this pain your happiness caused me, I have to die.
The blood now pours from not my heart, but my wrists.
The satsifaction feels so good, waves of relief flooding over.
My eyes are swimming, my body aching, but I feel no regret.
To death I'm simply closer.
I'm dying inside as my blood pours out and you stop to watch.
My sanctuary is my mind that's gone insane from loss.
Don't forget me...
A/N: I'll have this poem again in chapter two, it'll be broken up into segments though. I just thought it would bring more of an impact if I posted the poem first. Okay! Now please read and review! Pretty please?
