As my own blood drips in the floor

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I decide to end my pain, struggle and grief
I saw a rust knife that once dropped by a thief
Remembering the moments when my family was still fixed
Eating in the table laughing, exactly at six

My mother's kiss in the forehead
My dad's hug, so tight my head turns red
Recalling the good times, where I smile with glee
The times when they love me instead of hurting me

I took the knife, grabbing it tight
The fear of my idea itself I try to fight
I snuck up to their room as I get a pen and write
A momento that might make things right

I wrote all my wishes and wills
Apologies, the burden I left that kills
Showing, how painful it feels
Why I didn't plant revenge, rather it heals

I told them to take care
I want them to have a life that's fair
A life where they can share
A life without me and snare

I can't tell them I was the best
Nor the worst of the rest
I have concealed it all on my chest
I want them to light-heartedly rest

Don't cry for me, Don't even shed a tear
For I am resting with harmony in my ear
You guya tried your best, do not fear
For let me lie down and peace I shall hear

I shove the knife through and smiled sorrowlly
As I smile while blood gushes', losing blood rapidly
I chuckled as I know that death will do apart finally...
I was left hopeless, afraid and lonely.

Poems of lifetimeOnde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora