What if I told you
Nothing you did could stop it
Could stop that disease
From entering through your eyes
Causing you too see things from behind
And invites itself to invade your mind
Destroying your kind
Entering your blood stream
And covering your heart
Ripping it apart
And makes it's way into your lungs
Making you choke on every breathe you take
And fighting for a breathe of fresh air
Is hysterically meaningless
Because everything was intoxicated
By the scent of despair
And what if I told you
That no matter how many tears
You cry
No one will hear
Because nobody cares
But I
And what if I told you
That I'm laying here staring at my ceiling
with my hands by my sides
Only moving them
To push away the only thing
Separating death from I
And can you even hear me when I scream?
What if I told you
That it I spent my day at the edge of my bed
Hoping that whatever was hiding beneath there
Was less scary than my head
And that the only thing I find that comforts me
Is knowing you're reading this
Shaking your head
Because you know you don't want to be dead
And what if I told you
It Doesn't matter
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter.
Because I can only see myself tonight
Forgive me
For every promise I break tonight.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
YOU ARE READING
My Poetic Escape
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