For what they have done
(2013)
07/25/13
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up