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That serious I didn't know it was That serious When you said You want to die. I thought it was just A passing negative thought, Nothing more. I didn't know that You were trying To live, And that Living was so Difficult. When you told me "I'm suicidal" I thought you were Just sad. That you'll be happy again. But you're still not happy. You said that You're feeling better, So I thought it was over. That I could joke about it, Expect you to do things, Because you're better. But you're not. You still want to die. I don't understand. Why do you want to die? It can't be that bad can it? Why Are you cutting yourself? Why Are you scratchin

In. Out. Prints imprinting on canvas gently. In. A brush with a whisper of colour. Out. Lips part slowly. In. A pen with a yawp of thought. Out. In. Tension  in the strings, Echoing the drums. The dance begins. Out. In      out             in. Wave upon wave upon wave of... Out. In.     Out. Sunrays on your face, in, Scrumping delicious, delicate fruit.     Tip of my     tongue     tasting. Out.       Strength     meets weakness. In.       Hard     meets soft. Out.       Pain   meets pleasure. In.       Love    meets fear. Out. Wave      after wave           after.... In. Out.

Love needs endurance. I need to endure. I need to keep running, Through hail Through rain Through wind. My skin stings from your coldness. I grow weary. I have to keep going. I have to finish this race. For two years I have been running. The race has only just begun. This is the easy bit. My muscles are screaming and my heart is pounding. pounding. pounding for you. Longing. Yearning. Wanting nothing more than to see you, touch you, hear you call my name. I have to keep running. Hope for warmth, a sunny day. But first I have to run through the storm. I have never run long distance before. I was a sprinter in m

I'm going to die soon. But not.. like..die die. Just a little part of me will be lost forever. The Lyle bit. The Island. I won't be alone anymore. But it feels like a different face, a different body. A regeneration. And I don't know whether or not I will like the new actor who plays me. She might be really good She might stay true to my character and yet make it her own. However, She might give a lousy performance. She might change me completely. I feel a bit like David Tennant. I'm sure the Matt Smith version of me will be fantastic. But that version is new and naive. Can it be pulled off. I know I'm not the Doctor.