⚠SUICIDE WARNING: “‘Come lay with the Dark Mother, her coldness is the warmth you seek’—a poem making visible how depression seduces as a loving voice offering peace through death.”
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Come and visit the Dark Mother, Mary,
she is the only one who truly loves you
Her pure wisdom has always been there,
to you and only you, she will always be true
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Come embrace the Dark Mother, Mary,
in her lap, you are going to find lasting peace
Her love will make you whole once again,
it will mend each crack, it will join each piece
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Come and bow to the Dark Mother, Mary,
and she will tell you, it’s useless to go on
Her hand caressing your tired and bent head,
and she will whisper, ‘there is no true dawn’
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Come seek the Dark Mother’s counsel, Mary,
and she will differentiate love from courtesy
Her logic is immaculate and unquestionable,
when she tells you love is not real, but a fallacy
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Come hear the Dark Mother’s prophecy, Mary,
when she tells you, ‘you are doomed forever’
But don’t lose hope, all may seem grey and dark,
her solutions are always simple, never clever
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Come and listen to the Dark Mother, Mary,
when she tells you, it is your time to sleep
Her words are the writing on the wall,
when she tells you not to cry and weep
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Come lay with the dark mother, Mary,
her coldness is the very warmth you seek
Surrender yourself and take the final step,
just forget that you were once a freak
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Come and follow the Dark Mother, Mary,
be assured, she always knows the right way
Bringing sanity to this damn circus of chaos,
she’s the peaceful night at the end of your day
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Come do what the dark mother says, Mary,
sleep is just a small, harmless bullet away
Just please cross the threshold, Mary,
salvation is only just a steel’s kiss away
Shehryar khawar 