The Scars That Remain

The Lights Went Out

Never Too Late - Three Days Grace

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So sick of bad days

When the sun would shine brightly

and the birds would sing sweetly

mimicking the happiness

that eluded me all my life

So sick of good days

When it would rain cats and dogs,

drench my clothes and hide my teary eyed face

shadowing the storm brewing in my soul

So tired of being brokenhearted

With a bleeding heart, shattered dreams

and a bruised soul laying limp in my palms

So sick of happy ever afters,

Filled with pseudo smiles,

unknown destinations and insanely depressed minds

So I wish for my kind of days,

When my tears would flow

from the self drawn tattoos on my wrists and thighs

And the sea of red would swallow me whole

as I slowly sink to its depths

When my lungs would flood from the river

flowing forcefully through my nostrils

And my tortured mind would finally be at peace

and then as I close my eyes, the lights would go out

♠️♠️♠️

A/N: I actually have no words but if this poem depicts how you feel most times, listen to the song or you can chat me up so we can talk.

P.S. 600+ reads!!! Ahhhhh!!! I'm crying! But they're happy tears *sniffles, then releases a catarrh storm*

This is the first post of 2019 so Happy New Year, may this year bring you immeasurable joy and unimaginable peace. Love you guys so much. 😍😍😍😍😍

Bonne année mes chéries,
TheDarkChocolate1