Truth Be Told

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by dragonrider72

by dragonrider72

Truthfully, you could slit my throat,
And with my last dying breath,
I'd apologize for bleeding everywhere,
Before falling into the arms of death.

Truthfully, you could tell me to die,
And I'd look at you and smile,
Then I'll nod and walk away,
For I've known this quite a while.

Truthfully, I'm nothing special,
And if you tell me otherwise I'll cry,
As my anxiety bubbles up,
Whispering that you lie.

Truthfully, I want to live,
And at the same time I want my death,
For if you threw me in a pool right now,
I'm not sure I'd hold my breath.

Truthfully, I hate myself,
And my scars are my proof,
"Goodbye Pain..." I whisper,
Before I jump off of the roof.