Through all of these days,
Seemingly eternities,
I cannot help but cut the strings,
Binding my voice,
Unseen, yet always there,
Now gone, only for a little while,
Before they come again,
Silencing me once more.
Thoughts tend to cloud my mind,
Making me unable to see clearly,
Driving away all I love so dearly,
Nevermore to see me the same,
I suppose I am to blame,
Then again; wasn’t I always?
Never letting anything go,
Maybe I should let you know,
That maybe one of these days,
I should let go,
Jump from the edge,
Let everything fall away,
As I one day shall.
Shall I dare do such a deed?
I know not now,
Not in this day,
Nor this moment,
Alas, one day I shall choose,
Am I to win,
Or am I to lose it all?
Why, why must I be tormented so?
Cast out to the outside,
Never to be the way I once was,
The person I once was,
Now only an empty shell,
Barely a fragment of a soul left,
Flickering, dimming,
Shall I ever see the dawn again?
What comes next,
We always wonder,
When our lives are torn asunder,
Shattered to pieces,
Just like the glasses we all are,
Simple, yet utterly complex,
None shall understand,
None but those like us,
The ones that no one remembers,
The ones that tried so hard,
But nobody cared,
Or noticed at all.
They only care once it’s too late,
Once the trigger has been pulled,
Once we slipped away into the night,
Once the pain was finally seen,
Blind, but now vision clear,
To the dark reality before them,
The grim scene they helped to created,
All brought out in a flash,
In a crack, or in a trembling motion,
Maybe in the rivers of crimson,
Pooling just under their feet,
Or the corpse dragged out from the bottom of a lake,
Now poison to the mind,
Tainting that ignorant soul,
Displaying true pain,
The unacceptable truth.
- Jay M
October 15th, 2018