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The Robot

by marisa-lu-makil

Bronze as the sun with a heart that was laden A robot once walked where no flowers would waken The robot was different, he wasn't the same But the people around him all thought he was sane He felt on some days as though he would explode From the sounds all around him as he walked down the road Was he going crazy? Was he insane? No one understood-they all thought him inane The darkness took over and showed on his face All that he knew was he didn't belong in this place He felt all alone and one day he decided That maybe this life wasn't worth what he'd tried The robot one day sat alone on a bridge And he wondered and thought as he sat on the ridge Would anyone notice if he disappeared? Or was he as invisible as he feared? He slipped one foot then another over the edge And he straightened his back and let go of the ledge He fell and he fell toward the icy cold And when he hit the surface-his face was still bold And when they found him a few days later All of those people they thought him greater They told of the things that they had seen him do How selfless he lived, how brave, and how true They hadn't known him-not as they thought He was dying inside, but still he had fought He had been dead long before he did jump Long before all the words and the hurt made him slump But now he was free of the hurt and the lies He sits with the fishes and there he will lie He sings every night of the things he was told: That he didn't have feelings and how he stayed gold And some nights when people feel strange, or feel sad And stand on that bridge when they need to feel glad He'll whisper a something that comforts their hearts That will let them know that they can restart "Tomorrow's a new day and you're a good soul And you can start over and make yourself whole" "The Robot will stay there," it's said, "Till he's done Till no more sad people feel the need to run" "He'll lay there beneath with his back still held straight And then, when he's done, they'll know he was great." The Robot is sadness in bodily form The people are haters who bring on the storms The bridge is the thoughts that plague us at night The water the thing that gives them the sight The song is our voices when we are long gone And comfort to hold us when we seem to drown You aren't alone, you will always have me No matter where you are, no matter the scene I will sing for you, I will hold tight When no one else hears you, or can feel your light My dearest, my darling, just hold on to this: You are a blessing and deserve such bliss Bring me your sadness, bring me your shame Bring me your broken and bring me your blame Just let me hold you when things seem so dark And let me show you that there is a spark. There is a something that makes this worth living And it's time to take, instead of just giving. You gave all your live, and give still in death You inhale forgiveness, and smile with breath It's time just to take, and yourself forgive And always remember that there's is a reason to live.
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marisa-lu-makil
27 / F
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Written by
marisa-lu-makil
27 / F
Published
Apr 2, 2016
Time
5m
Notes

We are robots in a world of living flesh. Don't let it destroy you. <3

Depression is a real problem. 6.7% of the U.S. Population experience it in a given year. That's at least 14.8 Million adults ages 18 and older. Know the signs.

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