Broken bottles on the floor,
Who am I to want much more?
Who am I to think of laughter,
Husband, kids and happy ever after.
A fading smile is all there is left,
Now I think it is time for my rest.
No more crying, no more lying,
Not one single thing worth trying.
For you, the love I feel,
To me it seems unreal.
Yet I still love you with all my heart,
Though we are worlds apart.
The tears I cry are not for me,
They do not make me feel that free.
Free from pain and suffering,
All they bring are remembering.
I remember the past, I want to forget,
Because that past is full of regrets.
You’ll find me in the lonely hearts,
Under ‘I am after a brand new start’.
But there is no room left for me to stay in,
Only outside, there I stand and it’s raining.
Is it my own tears falling from that cloud?
They must the fears I dare not say out loud.
Here at the end I want you to know I love you,
My family, my friends and kind faces too.
As to right now, I really want to fly,
Maybe that way it won’t hurt when I die.
YOU ARE READING
Words of Truth
PoetryMy poetry. My way of handling my depression. My way of control and success.