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Mar 2018
there’s glass on the beach, but where are the ****** feet?
there’s pain in my heart, but still i show my teeth when we meet.
when i tell you i’m fine, listen, really i am… not.
i want you to try harder- give it all you got!
pull the pain from inside of me, and throw it like a rock.
watch it skip and dance across the lake and suddenly come to a stop.
as it sinks beneath the waves, look up! i am doing the same!
dancing through life, smiling and waving… you’ll never know from where it came.
oh, but it did, and frankly, i don’t think you could have done a thing,
i was going to do it even if things got better, but they never really did…
colors faded from people and things, and everything turned the same;
gray people cooked gray food while living under gray ceilings… lame.
i’d like to think i’m heading off to a better place now that i’m gone,
i bet there are others here like me who stay up all night till dawn.
their fingers grasp the warm sand as they lean back to look at the starry sky,
full of shining stars that light up everything in sight, but as the sun rises, they die.
on that golden beach with glass, shining in the morning light,
i will rest finally, i’ll sleep tight because in life, i was too tired to fight.
Written by
Shashank  20/M/Dallas, TX
(20/M/Dallas, TX)   
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