The darkness consumes me
Like an infection to an open wound:
I was never treated,I was never healed.
Scabbing up and bleeding again,
When will it stop, when will it end?
Darkness brings what daylight fears,
The contagious sorrow that I’ve felt for years.
The cries for help, but no one hears.
The lies of smiles, when really I’m in tears.
This terrible free fall I’m in right now:
I’m scared of hitting the ground, but know I never will.
“Just be strong, I need you now” he said..
But where was I?
And why must he be dead..
I don’t understand, I just don’t get it.
It should be me who’s six feet in the ground.
IM the one who said it, IM the one who wished for death.
Why did he have to take your life instead..
Now I’m the one that’s sparred and cries: I WAS READY TO GO… I wanted to die…
My white flag was blowing in the wind, so why didn’t God see it then?
When will this stop, when will this end?
The feelings if guilt, and sorrow I send..
Only the good die young, I guess it’s true…
So I’ll live to be one hundred and two…