I stood on the top stair
thinking if anyone would care
if I die
without saying a proper good-bye
But to whom should I
say my farewell
when i have no one
to attend my funeral
These walls are constricting
I can't breathe
Its like I'm drowning,
the surface is too far
I thrash and kick but.. nothing
Yet my heart doesn't seem to stop
Its like a torture, like
someone is mocking me
and anytime i'll wake up from this nightmare
then notice everything is okay..
Is it?
I looked down at the stairs, again
Will anyone think I'm insane?
A lot of steps
were with cracks and holes
at least they're not broken
like my soul
My hopes, my life
its all shattered
and its nowhere near
getting better
Shaking my head, i stepped back
I'm vain
I'm a coward
I will not take that step, forward
Thats when I made the decision
to not end my life
Though, a trip of this staircase
will merely give me some broken bones
I'll find my reasons to live
and if I fail to,
I'll make them
With new vigour and determination
I turned around...
but got shoved back
Once again into the life of misery...
