Once upon a time,
There wasn't a happy ending.

The waves crash with my thoughts,
The wind gusts with my anger.
my anger that lasts and never gets caught,
But thats what you thought,
because life is too short,
too short to stay in silence although thats what they taught.
The sky thrives with its colours from blue
red to black,
the colours from within because thats what i lack,
The sun joins in too, it shines down, i flew
Soaring down with my skin burnt and peeling like glue.
You wanna live, I wish I did too,
there's too many obstacles in the way and i thought you knew.
knew that you cant always blame the one that fits in the shoe,
But you do.
You see we don't have to take our clothes of to be naked,
pouring your heart and soul out to someone, letting them know who you are, your strengths, weaknesses, flaws and fears while you're sitting there breathing as your words turn to tears,
that is being naked.
As naked and bare as the night times flare and the blare that'll echo when you feel you are scared, the voices that repeat and you know cant be shared, and you're scared, you're scared.
But who cared?
my dad always told me to take a minute and breathe,
but how can I breathe when I can't see the light? and how can I fight when I can't be alright?
My bodies like a maze but I haven't been directed,
it's like my mind is a disease and but I'm the only one infected,
happiness is chosen but I guess I wasn't selected ,
cause everyones here living but I'm just disconnected .
I don't know what's real, I don't know what's not.. I haven't had enough sleep to process a lot, I'm scared to sleep,
The dreams, the nightmares,
So now my minds sleeping without any cares.
For I am awake,
Seeing things that don't exist,
you're so dearly missed.
You we're the rain on my bad days, drowning out my emotions with the sweet pitter patter of gentle tears,
but now I've been debating suicide for many years,
your canvas creates beautiful art, but all mine does is create scars .
Nostalgia haunts me as I lay on the ground staring at the stars ,
counting cars,
my heart was ours.
This is not a goodnight,
this is a goodbye.
I can’t promise you that you’ll see me again.
Just please know that I love you with all my heart,
and I don’t mean to tear you apart.
Please don’t grieve,
instead believe,
that I’m exactly where I want to be.
One.
Two.
Three.

Once upon a time,
there wasn't a happy ending.