any_last_regrets iNsEcUrE_GoTh_GiRl And as the last liquid century empties down my throat, The world shudders and contorts, a shrinking window enclosed by dark Pain instantaneous; a searing serum of bitter regret and the aching shadow of raw emotion Why is there no light? Only impenetrable and inescapable blackness. Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Darkness, then, to darkness? I must succumb Like the emptying of wrists, the release of tortured memories The relinquished hold, even if just for a second Is taken callously advantage of. So here i sit In a life enclosed by darkness.... There is nothing now to wait for But the draining of light from my languid form To leave but a blackened shadow behind Finally I did it. No more regrets. I can feel the last hopes trickling away Out of the silent sieves of my wrists I'm still afraid. But now i feel...light Empty. Like the buzz from anorexia No more of that now...so dark... And my last line to you... Fear the emptiness, for from it comes release. - me (copyrighted) 040428 ... sab yeah. that is came to this. but at the same time the end races near and i'm kind of impacient to get it over with. 040428 what's it to you? who go blather from