I've been fed up for a long time now
And I've been showing that I've had enough
But I guess I was wrong in letting it show
Because all it did was make things tough
Tough for me and tough for you
Tougher than needed to live and get through
I've loosened some bolts and left some screws
But things fell apart before they got loose
Remember those days when I'd be depressed
Desperate to get out and needing a breath?
Remember those times I wished to forget
And live and let go as far as it'd get?
As much as I disliked it
As much as I dread it
As much as I don't want it
I have to go back...
I don't want to go back
To the days I lived in fear
But I never thought I'd see
The day you'd regret bringing me here
I don't like the way it felt back then
The guilt that came in waves
The depression and the pressure
From the expectations of a slave
You say I've no right
And I believe that is true
When I think about the way
That I've been treating you
But the way I see it I'd like to say
I really don't want things going back that way
But in order to move forward as you like to do
You've given an ultimatum yet again
So really, I have no choice
Though you say you give me one
So I guess I'll be a slave again
Until all is said and done
I'll return to the way it was
If it was better than this
I have to be that guy again
So I can have some peace
Here's to hoping it'll be better doing it once over... 🥂
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The Darkness Within: Vol. 4
PoesíaThird notebook, third book. This is where it gets real. Warning: Not for the faint of heart. Just kidding lmaooo (Or am I??) But yeah anyways, here we go on our third (unofficially fourth) rollercoaster ride! Poetry is my way of saying: AAAAAA HELP...
