Years have gone by already since I died. I’m not saying I’m a ghost, but I’m pretty close to being one. My family’s all buried in their graves. My step-father thrown in prison. And I’ve died along with it. It’s not like I want to suicide. Life’s okay. But I don’t see the point in living though. No one’s ever gonna be able to watch me grow up. The rest of my extended family has shunned me, and I’m an outcast to them. If there was something I could do about this, I would. I have lots of close friends who know my story, but […]
Wish I could be
your best friend
your sister
Wish I could hold
your hand
your love
Wish I could forget
all the pain
Wish I could remember
the lost days of my past
days where you stood beside me
and held my hand
while I tried to hang onto sanity.
Which I can’t do anymore.
Not without you.
wish all this pain could end