The Road Of Lost

One Last Breath

Glass sharp cuts,
it's how I describe my pain.

My painful scars hide more than they say.

Can't take all this pressure,
I'm too weak for this world.

I cry alone in the dark nights of the cold.

Every day praying that people could see my battle,
and save me from this self-hate to make it all better.

And now I give up and shut myself down,

My one last breath feels so light,
and suddenly all the pain is gone.

-P.K Kae