By Forsaken Redeemer

I only hold myself to blame,
But things have never been the same,
Since you came along,
And sang your evil little song.
I hate you so much
But its just my luck,
To have you here inside my head
Making plans for when I’m dead.
You tell me t get on with my life
By picking up that knife,
To carry on and play that game,
But to me it all seems so lame!
To go through all this pain,
When I can stop it happening again!
People tell me I can cope,
And not to give up hope,
But what they don’t see
Is what this is doing to me!
I think of you every night,
For your voice makes my soul take flight.
So soothing and calm.
So soft and warm.
So sweet and kind,
Smoother me, I don’t mind.
I love you so
but you don’t know.
I see you everyday
And hang on every word you say.
And when I’m dragged to that dark place,
I envision your face.
Just your presence carries me through
If only you knew,
Just how much I need you here,
To soothe away all my fears.
But I know I’m going to hurt you
With all these selfish things I do.
I think about the hurt I bring
And how the words I whisper sting.
And through the tiresome passing weeks,
The tears stream down my blanched cheeks.
So as I take my life,
For all my strife,
As I fly up to that diamond sky,
After writing down my last goodbye……





© copyright Holly Nia Goodson

Submitted By venus

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