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I am sorry

It wasn't my intentions,
It wasn't something I've planned
to happen,
I never meant to hurt you,
I didn't mean it.

I'm sorry,
It just happened
By the blink of an eye,
It came to me as
a distraction of
a beautiful day,
Which I'm still talking
about even today,
in this month of may,
I do wish to so those guys
to pay
for what they did to you.

I did saw those guys
what they did to you,
I did saw how you were
tortured by those guys,
I did saw how painful
it was,
****!, those guys
lost their brains
they nearly killed you
In front of my very eyes,
But because I was so
afraid
and so stupid to help,
I did panic,
And so afraid to get into trouble,
I didn't bother to tell the cops,
I didn't try to give them
a clear statement,
Everything was complicated
like a sentence
without a space,
And confusing like a question
without answers,
I saw what happened to you,
I did saw when those guys
put you in the boat,
I was just a state witness
for you to stay stressless
but I thought it is so harmless
to confess,
To take you out of this mess.

I'm so sorry,
I know if I was victimized
you wouldn't hesitate
or panic to tell the state,
If I did tell the cops
none of those people
could've ran away,
With no punishment
for what they did to you.

I'm sorry,
I'll keep on praying for you
since you are still in a coma,
In I.C.U ,
Where I see you,
So conscious
and so paralyzed physically
and mentally,
Be strong, I know
you will overcome all the battles
of your life,
Seeing you lying on the
hospital bed it is painful,
And so hurtful
and also heartbreaking.

I believe you'll make it,
And your hope,
you won't fake it,
And the life test
you'll pass it.

I'm sorry

Written by: Lewis DaLyricist

All Rights Reserved
©CopyRighted 2017
Be strong, I know
you will overcome all the battles
of your life,
it is painful,
And so hurtful
and also heartbreaking I know...

I believe you'll make it,
And your hope,
you won't fake it,
And the life test
you'll pass it.
Yesterday

It's my 1st year
sitting in the wheelchair
after I've survived
in a car accident,
I am sitting at the front
door
looking at people passing
by,
The trees are shaking
while I'm in this windy
situation,
Feeling like the world
is fading
so slow like the moon,
As I am stuck in this
wheelchair,
But my hair
is still black.
But it all seem like
i'm getting older
sitting down there
in the wheelchair.

My life is standing
in one place,
I feel like I'm lost in a space
like an astronaut,
For things are moving
so slow,
Everything I touch
start to fall.

I am stuck in this wheelchair
with a lost of despair,
My legs are not moving
and I feel like a patient
that is waiting for death
to slip through the I.C.U
room.
For I am drowning
in the pool of depression
and every one
is happy
and breathing,
While I'm suffocating
inside the glass of cold water.

People treat me like
a useless piece of paper,
Because I am sitting in
this chair of perseverance
for healing
will be the best success.
No one take me serious.

By Lewis DaLyricist
Yesterday was better than today
One day

One day I'll be no where
to be found,
I'll be in a place
which I understand better,
I'll be no where to be found,
A place where I'll find
my self,
A place where I'll
define my self,
Accept my self
the way I am,
And the way I make decisions
with no divisions
to stop my visions.

One day I'll be in gone,
I'll be in
a place where I'll have
my own meeting alone,
One day,
I'll be no more,
I will not be found
even in the coffin,
I will not be found
even in a mortuary.
Like I said,
just to remind you,
Please scroll  back and
read my first line,
I said "I'll be no where to be found"
so don't expect
to find me one day,
Cause I'll be gone.

I will not be found,
Even in hospitals
I will not be found,
Even in prison
where a discipline
and a lesson lives,
Nor person
will find me.

I'll be searched from North
to South,
I mean from where the sun
is born
and to where it dies,
Even at church,
a place of wisdom
and spiritual freedom,
Where lies the Gospel
of self-respect
And faith,
The faith that rise
like dust
and meets the sky,
From holy to glory,
I won't be found.

You'll search me like a rare treasure,
You'll search me like a gold in mine,
You'll remember me
since the picture cannot give
a reply,
And tell where I am at.

One day,
No one will know exactly where I am,
A picture might be plugged
with my name on it
around corners
and written "Wanted" or "Missing",
All you have to do
is to scroll back and read my first line,
just to remind you that "I'll be no where to be found"
No matter what you try.

Don't waste any seconds
which can't be measured with a glass
of water,
Spend each time with me
and don't miss any joy
I share with you,
Cause one day I'll be gone
and not be found.

One day.
  

by Lewis DaLyricist

All Rights Reserved

© Copyrighted 2017
This poem talks about a man who has loosen his hope to his loved ones and decided to leave them....to a place that is no were to be found....

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