Telling's from the heart

Please don't let me go.

The room was dark,

No hope had breathed.

In a corner was a little boy

With a heart sliced into peices.

He had seen the worst,

Was never offered the best,

And wished to find a tool

And cut off the race in his veins.

Who know he'd see the stars

When another boy, his age,

Offered a hand and a torch.

With a hug and a steel grip,

They had been able to steal the night.

However,

Those moments only lasted minutes,

For their parents would hunt the boys down

When seen with each other.

Never accepted,

Always haunted,

Always tortured with the problems that already existed.

Once a week,

They would sneek a pic

To see each other's faces.

They would sent short messages,

And spend the nights dreaming

Of befriending the moon,

And with each other,

They would clear of the fog that would haunt them.

They would get older each day

Times would change.

Soon they had admitted their love

But with consiquenses that came.

They had to hide even more;

The weeks seemed too far apart

For the days that would fill their hearts.

They would shake in fear

That one day something would tip,

They'd lose each other.

Well...

No one saw it coming.

But...

The day came

And it did brake the dam.

Emotions flew out

But one become numb.

So tired with the world,

He returned to the same, old, dark room.

Who needs hope?

When fear is stronger.

Who needs hope?

When love didn't last longer.

Who needs hope?

When the world is so cruel.

Thank goodnes he brought himself the medicine,

Because now is the time.

He had only lived for the moments with james

But they have been ripped lightyears away.

He whispers one last goodbye.

He's now at home.

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*****I have yet to say this but:

please, if you feel suicidal, passive agressive, so numb that it hurts, depressed, closing to self destructing, etc.... please(!) you can talk to me. *****

"Even broken wings can fly away"- Paradise Fears- Sanctuary.