melancholy ;; poems & shit

An Escape

An Escape

I know this isn't what you wanted.

Not what you intended.

You just wanted an escape

got tired of the weight.

You carry a heavy burden

it haunts you day by day.

And the day it came upon you

was the day you forever changed.

You tried giving hints.

But nothing seemed to work.

The only thing that happened

was you kept getting hurt.

People laugh and people joke

but none of them really know.

They don't know the nightmare

that you call life.

Don't know how hard it is

to avoid that pocket knife.

You hear a joke, another laugh.

And you cut deep, another gash.

And I pray to God that you see the light

before you accidently risk your own life.