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Wednesday, 3 July 2013

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I used to be afraid to die,

Now I'm getting bored with life.

I wonder where it is that I,

Will end up on the other side.

And I wonder what it is I'll find,

When my time is nigh.

The emptiness in me grows,

But I try not to let it show.

The only thing I want to know,

Is how on earth will I go,

Drawn out and, oh, so slow,

Or be a swift, striking blow?

Sobriety eats away, away,

At the chains and gates,

That keep that Black Dog at bay.

The old me keeps on calling,

I feel like I am falling.

No matter how I stall him,

I just cant seem to fool him.

This hole I want to crawl in,

It's all about to fall in.

Sobriety eats away, away,

At the chains and gates,

That keep that Black Dog at bay.

I used to be afraid of death,

But now, what have I left?

As I draw my final breath,

Know I have given my best.

My soul it needs to rest,

About me, please don't forget.

By J. Barrett

Attic of Mine