You always said
That you were a horrible person
And I never understood
What you meant
But now I do

I fear the day when culture
is *lost.

There’s a reason that I write
Staying up the whole **** night
Just to finish another piece
That will set your soul alight

There’s a reason that I write
One hidden from your view
Not known to one and all
Made clear to very few

There’s a reason that I write
This is my pride and joy
My life laid down bare
Something time cannot destroy

This is the reason that I write
It keeps my mind in check
To keep from going off the deep end
To avoid the inevitable wreck

That’s the reason that I write
The words are like my blood
Containing my very essence
Let loose in an elegant flood

That’s the reason that I write
I don’t expect you to understand
But to whom it may concern
This is my life unmanned

they won't care
until you're hanging from the rope you knotted yourself
they won't care
until you're choking on the handful pills you swallowed
they won't care
until you've put the gun in your mouth and pulled the trigger
they won't care
until you've cut so deep the blood is pouring from your wrist
they won't care
until they have to clean up the mess you left behind

nobody cares until you take your last breath
nobody cares until you are six feet under


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