But then there wasn't anything left to say.
All that could be said was said
while the words that were said before hand drifted away.

And then death held his hand.
Wiping the tears that told the stories of his pain.
He couldn't handle the cold temperature he would feel not only on his shoulders but in his soul.
He tried to maintain peace but the war drums were setting the bombs off one by one.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
When at home, at school he is surrounded by other human beings but he always feels alone, feels the emptiness in his body.
He's the tin man with no heart that rattles his frame to at least fell something even if  it's cold harsh metal.
Death listened.
Death took it's cloak and wiped the tears away, letting the cloak soak up all the problems.
"you want to walk beside me with your life folded neatly in your suit case. you want to walk out the door but it's not your time, have more faith"
With that death left taking his arms and absorbing all the darkness, letting the boy stand with a new light surrounding him.
"it's not your time"

I can
Apologize
A thousand times
But still
It won't
Solve
Anything
That has gone
Wrong.

I never meant
For things to
End the way
They did,
And
I never
Really had the
Chance
To make things
Right.

Now
Everything I've
Done
Is just
Everything
I
Did

And those
Three words
Just
Can't be
Said.

Waking up in a world full of expectation
For eighteen years living in confusion
Her strength was my incurable disease
My weaknesses is the only thing they see.

Their asking for something I'm not, it breaks my soul
It is very hard, the greatest downfall
This pain I really can't take
I follow the decision that I didn't make.

I want to be like her so bad
I want to have the love she had.
She lives her life on her dreams direction
While I live in an oppressive delusion.

In this journey, it's not a good trip
I'm living my life under a **** script
I'm compelling this life to live the life they wanted
They just want their own dreams to be granted.

Wide awake, I'm now living a scripted scene
I will make it the way I wanted it to be
The hatred, insecurities, I WILL RAISE MY SCREAM.
I'm ready to move on, I WILL RECREATE MY DREAM.