Oh how you wish
That one day you could show them
That the one they taunted,
Hurt, and haunted
Would bite them back
And shine so bright
Brighter than the sun
The moon
A million stars in the night
So that one day you can fly
Until your out of sight
Soaring through the sky
And let them think: "Oh my!"
And then they'll know what it's like
To be put down
Beneath the ground
Not able to make a sound
Lifeless,
Hopeless
They'll learn one day
And this is what they'll say:
Sorry
That one word that seems so nice
So honest
So sincere
Yet it can't cover up the pain
Nor will it get rid of the rain of tears,
That had streamed down your face
As you shook in fear
And waited for the storm to clear
And waited
And waited
And hoped
And dreamed
And all that was left was that one last wish...
[~S~]
This poem is completely original and my own thoughts and experiences were uses to write this. It was also improvised.
July 25, 2014
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