Will it kill you even a little bit
When you learn I died tonight
Would you understand the silent plea
That was going through my mindI've wanted this for a long time
I hope you remember that
Of all those times we talked
I hope you remember thatWill it please you in the least
When you learn what I did last
Would you understand the message
That was written by my handIt said:
This was for all the secrets I kept buried deep inside
This is for the freedom that I'll finally realize
What is it like not to be scared of your shadow
(I'd stay up all night to find out, lights out)
How it feels not to be left outside the knowOh, it read
This is for all those tears I shed
Every memory in bed
For all those books I read
And still couldn't not be meFor all my family issues
For every word I wrote
For every artistic strokes
For all the stupid hopeThis is for every friend that left
For every boy that couldn't understand
For everyone that pushed too hard
For all those hidden scarsFor every blasted song
Every time, I sang along
For every sleep I had dreaming
Everytime, still morningFor every drug I tried
After all, what's the point of escape
If you have to come back
Every timeI wont say I'm sorry
For committing this crime
But I will say sorry
That I couldn't fix my mindIt's hard when you can't name
Not even to yourself
What exactly is hurting
Just that it hurts like hell2/24/2015 @2.45pm
YOU ARE READING
Just A Troubled Mind Looking For Peace
PoetryA collection of lyrically inclined phrases that have popped into my head over the years. ~B.A.L.K Much love. Hard love.