Left With Silence.

My eyes are swollen.

My breath has been taken.

My body is stunned, and I am forsaken.

All my joy and sweet moments are gone.

My soul is down, and I am dead.

I’ve been torn, throughout my life, in shreds.

This affliction of mine is too much to bare.

But I manage to live, in my heart of despair.

Alas, this feeling has been crushing my mind.

But there on the shelf, I see the bottles.

Hundreds of pills I can down and swallow.

Tonight I could do it, tonight I will.

And see what happens if I won’t be ill.

If I’m not ill, you know where I am.

Gone like the wind, stiff as a brick.

No more choosing, no fights to pick.

As I lay there tonight, thinking of you,

How you once loved me, so tenderly with care.

Now that love is long gone, with your useless repairs.

You left me behind in a blackhole of misery.

But I guess to you, I’m just worthless history.

Soon enough I will say my goodbyes.

Because you’ll never hear my silent cries.