Damaged Mind, Broken Life

Comfort has a Gruesome Ending

Comfort, is what it brings.

I had to find it in other things.

Becasue that's the one thing you didn't do,

So I found a way to make it through.

For so long, you weren't there,

You never showed that you truly cared.

So from many years of holding in,

Has caused an avalanch of caving in.

I found a way tto feel feel,

The only emotion, I've known real.

Now you've even taken that away,

And it's getting harder day by day.

For many years I've had such a quiet yelp,

And I'm sorry to inform you,

I no longer want help.

I know you'll never believe me,

I just wish one day you'll see,

That this isn't just a sick game,

That I'll never be the same.

I've tried and tried to warn you,

There's nothing else I can do.

You want the truth,

well here it is,

I have a goal,

Unlike many kids.

The goal is to devise a plan,

For my finally waking breath,

And to let go of your hand.

I know you've known of this goal,

But here's the part I've never told,

My plan wont take a few years,

No, much sooner, 

And will bring many tears.

You know that 16th birthday you had in mind,

Well, I'm planning to find,

My way out,

My finally escape, 

I'll finally get to leave,

This awful world that I hate.

Please forgive me,

I'm just out of options,

And now there's just no stopping,

Your baby girl you say you love,

And now you'll see her from up above.