Can anybody hear me?
Can you hear my plea for help?
I feel as if I died.
Destroyed everything in a drunken rage
Hurt everyone around me
I could've died
So why didn't I?
Is there a reason for me to still be alive?
Is there a reason for everything?
Life, is life really all it's cracked up to be?
It's time to change my ways
No more, no more
I can't be the bringer of pain anymore
I must be who I once was
Despite it all,
I still want to be the guy who brings smiles wherever I go
But the pain, the things that happened finally hit me
It hit me hard
Years and years of avoidance drove me to fits of rage
It's time to accept it all and get over it
It's time to be who I once was,
even if it mean, I have to give everything up that's left
Because what good am I if all I do is bring pain wherever I go?
Mother doesn't love me,
and I don't care
Father doesn't love me,
and I don't care.
They pretended to love me,
and I don't care
I killed,
And I hurt,
I destroyed lives,
I've destroyed everything
But it's in the past
and I have to live for the present
It's time to find my light,
time to accept that I am in the darkness
and it's time to find a way out
I accept the fact that no one else can do this for me
I have to do this myself
Guidance is needed,
And it is time to find that
No more lies,
No more sorrow,
No more false hope,
It is time,
time to crawl out of this dark abyss
And find who I truly am
This is not who I am
nor who I want to be
It's time,
To be me.
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Poems Part 2
PoetryHere's the start of my coming back to poetry. It's been a few years so I thought why not.