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Surgery soon they say
Will I have to pay?
Been paying for a lifetime
to live another day
Could be next month or later
Eighteen weeks or less
they say
everything gonna be alright
everything gonna be alright
everything gonna be alright
i think of what
i think of why
i think of when
i think of  how
i think of if
i think now
everything gonna be alright
everything gonna be alright
everything gonna be alright
i think of fighting
i thin of cutting
i think of what's in your head
i think go now
i think stop
i think of walking
everything gonna be alright
everything gonna be alright
everything gonna be alright
i think i think i think
everything gonna be alright
I can’t reach for you
It hurts to think about the last time I reached for someone
That should bring you comfort
To know that should you ever reach for me
My hands are empty
They’d say “he’s got a heart of gold”.
I didn’t have the heart to tell them it was gilded.
You’re wrong you know?
The darkness does nothing to muffle your cries.
I can still hear you.
You can hide here in the arms of the night.
I’m not going to pull you into the light.
Nor will I try to bring some light to you.
I just wanted you to know
I’m here too.
If you like
I’ll come stand beside you.
Even when you want to stand in the rain,
So no one’ll see your tears.
I’ll stand with you.
You can tell me your story,
And I promise I won’t walk away
We can stay here together, and listen to the rain.
When you feel better and are ready to step back out into the sun.
I’ll wish you only the best.
And when the storms come back, Hope isn’t lost.
Because I’m still here
In the rain
Where you left me.
It’s a funny thing.
When you’re forced
To face the fact that it’s an illusion
Reality a rock, shattering these things hoped to be true
So that when the sounds of broken glass have parted
And you’re left to stand amongst the shards
Bleeding and cut up
Looking down to find your reflection in what once was
The piece of a lie
And you hear that rock again
“You have to understand, nobody will ever give a **** about you.”
Don’t presume to think that they love you, because the truth is that they don’t.
Nor should you ponder whether they’ll want you, because the truth is that they won’t.
They tried to warn you ahead of time, they were trying to save you the trouble.
Apparently they saw your future, just your dreams in ash and rubble.
You didn’t listen, you held on to hope to think it was at least worth a try.
Now you drink, you smoke, and curse. Because you believed in your own lie.
I’m sorry brother
I know you don’t understand
You only want to talk
But the years were long and cold
I had to burn the bridge
To stay warm
You’re going to be ok
I made your decision for you
Robbed you of any say
For your own good
I’m not who you need me to be
And for that
I’m sorry
My hopes for you are sturdy
But I cannot be there for you
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