Giving Up

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I'm sorry

I let the tears seep from my eyes

One last time

Because maybe

Just maybe

I've had enough

I want more

I want to be happy

And maybe

Being alone

Could solve that

I hurt no one when I push everyone out

No disappointing

No mourning my name

The day I put a bullet through my brain

And plaster the walls with my thoughts

Ever since I decided

I was done putting everyone before me

I've lost

So much

I just hope and pray

That when that day comes

for my departure

I don't spell out

"I'm okay"

Out of habit

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