Giving up

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Here I am wishing death was near,
I am alone; don't have anyone dear,
I tried a test to see who would try,
And see what problems had come to I,
I tried these things, those so-called friends,

Unfortunately my predicaments were proven again,
Though I tried to open my heart to thee,
For the skeletons I hide; I've the only key,

I had tried so many times before,
And yet I just ended up all torn,
What are friends or your loved ones worth,
While your dying and they don't know your hurt,

I thought someone might prove me wrong,
When I said love is lethal; it's leads us on,
The loved ones leave you when they can,
They never stay; leaving you a-strand,

And even though I have given up on hope,
Some part of me will use my wish to cope,
That maybe someday I will find the ones,
Who feel as deeply and will prove me wrong

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