I lay on the cold linoleum
I bleed out
There is so much
Where it is coming from?
How long have I been bleeding?
I am confused now
Why is no one helping?
There are so many people why is no one helping?
I start choking
Blood, blood, blood
Oh god I cannot scream
Why does nobody notice?
Call somebody
Why won’t you call somebody
Would I accept the help even if it came?
Would I care?
Would it make a difference?
Am I too far gone?
Oh shit
It’s time to go
I wake up
I keep writing
Keep breathing
Keep smiling
Keep laughing
I’m so glad that was just a dream
It was a dream, wasn’t it?
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Author:
ABAZ (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Nice, but in wake up state many mentally bleed with no consolation from the world!
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