Date written: (05/31/19)
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No one knows who I am
Even I don't have an idea
Am I someone or something?
Am I real or just a dream?I don't even know if I'm good or bad
A soldier or a coward, a tower or debris
Set me free if you will
But lock me in prison to stay stillI want to shatter
To just begone and falter
Is it even enough?
To pay for the pain I brought?I'm smart to know I never made anyone smile
That's why I carry burden for miles
Tell me that its a lie
That I was even here, standing aliveI'm so scared of what a monster I am!
I could torment you with all I can!
I don't want to hurt you at all
But its certain that I am your downfallI want to forever hide in nowhere
So you could never find me elsewhere
So you can be happy
So you can be freeForget me, my dear
Surely someone is better than me
Someone who is an angel, not a demon
Someone who is a savior, not a failureGoodbye, little human
I shall go and leave
Continue to live
And I'll be finePlease be in safe hands
Please be loved by others
Please forget moments of me
Please forget me being me[それは終わった- Sore wa owatta- "it has ended"]
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Tsundoku.
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