Sunday, January 11, 2009
The Exodus of No Regrets
Speak not of a whisper
Steady your breath
Just stop and listen
Don't quicken your step.
Please be quiet
Don't make a sound
If a pin should drop
Hear it hit the ground.
Why won't you pause?
Why won't you wait?
Please just stop
Before it's too late.
I just want someone to listen
Someone to hear
The breaking of my insides
The shedding of my tears.
It seems I'm always screaming
Screaming aloud
But people say Im quiet
I never make a sound.
If they only knew
If only they could see
Soon there will be nothing left
Nothing left of me.
I work hard to keep the pieces
Mend me back together
But I'm soon to give up,
Wouldn't it be better?
Rid me of the one I hate
My own worst enemy
Rid me of that person
That person called "me".
I'm done now
I'm out of stitches, tape, and pins
Now I'll sit and wait
For my ending to begin.
Note To You:
for everything that starts
ends in one way or another
hang in there, Nenek
everything's going to be alright..
reminisced;
- 5:28 PM