set me free
Set me free
from the demons
inside of me
let met go
to where,
I don't know
give me a peace of mind
it doesn't matter
what kind
forgive me my tears
they're hidden
for all these years
I know I am week
but the secret
has to be mine to keep
nobody can know
the truth about the scarfs
that the skin shows
I have survived the hell
and I am doing
pretty well
but deep inside
I know it won't be for long
not able anymore to hide
no capable of being strong
my time here is almost at his end
and it will be my choise to give up
so, when I do; don't cry my friend
know that I will be in a better place for me
without the demons a
and their pain
know that I will finally be free
and not going insane
N.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Aquarel: | Woensdag, januari 20, 2016 22:19 |
| Hoe onmogelijk het nu ook lijkt, ik gun je die bevrijding in het leven in plaats van de dood. Liefs, Aquarel |
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| Pascal Janssen: | Dinsdag, januari 19, 2016 20:51 |
| Heftig dit... | |
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| Auteur: jdedenker | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 19 januari 2016 | ||
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