Silence, with no goodbyes
I'm at my wits end
And when the time comes
Not even a cigarette can save me thenIf I asked mother
I'm afraid she'd tell me no
These tears are falling
I've no place to goIf I go to hell
For the sins I've committed
I don't think my debt
Will ever end, I admit itShe says her time isn't long
And if I were to hear
That she is gone
I will burst into tearsLoss I can't handle
Distance I can hardly bearI have a knife in my pocket
And a death in my thoughtsI wonder if I'll even have a funeral
After all, what have they got?I'm still alive
But how I'll die, I've plannedIf someone could save me
From these shaking handsTell me again
How you cannot answer
A question so simpleI've been waiting forever
Did you mean it
When you said it?
Did you mean it
Like I did?Are you at a loss for words
Because you'll never say it again?I apologize sincerely
I don't deserve you
And you'll never read this
Will you?
YOU ARE READING
The Partial Journal of Kona Firestar
RandomIn this I write my emotions. Journal entries, how my day went, my poetry (and maybe a few others). Some of you might notice song quotes intertwined with a few entries or poems. That is because some songs inspire me. So go ahead and read this. I'll p...