Find the end
I know you think I’m strong,
But that’s because I’m never really honest to you..
Cause no,
it’s not easy,
it’s almost unbearable..
and if it’s not here,
all I do is find an replacement..
if you saw the wounds that I create,
you would be frightened..
if you saw the way I shake when I try to sleep,
you would worry..
if you knew the thoughts I keep inside of me,
you would never leave me alone by myself..
cause I’ve been looking for the end,
I’ve been waiting for it,
Finding ways to create it..
I’ve been meaning to let go of this place..
But the blood I spilled was never enough to go,
The air in my lungs is too much to drown this out..
If you only knew what I’m going trough.
What sick twisted thoughts I can have sometimes..
Making all sorts of excuses to go look for an answer..
I need to get out..
I thought I was numb with it,
But now I notice I’m numb without it..
And I’m so numb, that I wish I could find the end..
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Skydancer: | Donderdag, mei 31, 2012 23:39 |
| But, oh, so strong on the outside. Trying to hide it all, I wish you strength to face it all. Great poem, it''s one of my favourites. Greets, Skydancer. |
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| Autumn2: | Maandag, mei 28, 2012 18:30 |
| Prachtig geschreven; voel met je mee... | |
| entropy: | Maandag, maart 19, 2012 17:09 |
| Erg mooi Hang in there ;) |
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