i yearn for the sweet release.
it sounds fake or quirky, i know
hell, i even make it a part of my humor,
but deep down,
really deep down,
i can’t escape it.
the feeling of waking up,
moving along with the day;
i cannot live
wishing i was dead
therefore i think this is it.
my final curtain.
my friends
my family
were never to blame
in fact, i’d say they made it
a little more entertaining. life that is.
however, when talking about
“death” you get the same speech
“you’re young, you’ll never understand”
“you don’t understand true sadness”
they never truly see your side
you could have felt these feelings
since forever
but no one truly understands
nor do they care.
you have to go through with it right?
no one can save you now.
no one will be your light
unless you pull back the curtain.
pull it back and let the stage lights shine through
for when you finally see your audience
the people who love
you will finally feel that bit of
peace
even if it takes a while
you will find your peace
and i will find mine