the waiting one
Room dark and ice cold. I wait there for death to carry my soul to the next stop. My heart beggs for you to come back, my ears are stuffed with your empty words. I am the waiting one it seems V.V death never comes. Life never revives me. Im lost. a broken heart, a bottle of vodka,and dead dreams and memories are the only things that remain of you. My heart thuds with one last beat. My brain tricking me into seeing you rush to my side...you left me waiting. Now i wont let you hurt me again. I am the waiting one and one day you will know how it feels to be left behind to die. When you come to the empty hell im in i wont be waiting for you. Death is here and you arent. Seems that death and lonlyness are my only friends....when you read this i dont need your pity. I just want you to feel how i felt. I waited for you. You never came....huh its funny though, i had the chance to save a life and failed , but here you go having a chance to save my life but you would much rather go on a date with loie...
...i just hope he was worth it
~eleye oren
unforgiven, man, 31 jaar
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