✯Sincerely, Me✯

☯LivingWithMyself☯
2016-02-10 01:27:57 (UTC)

Give Me Back My Life


Dear You,

How would you feel,
If you found me dead tomorrow morning?


You'd come to my door a few times to tell me to wake up.
Eventually, you'd get angry and come in here and shake me...
Only to find that I'd never wake up again.


I would have died,
And you never took the time to know me.
If I killed myself,
You'd never know why.


I'm sitting here.
It's cold.
I don't want a sweater or shirt.
I've got a million things to do before it's time to turn the light off.
But I can't be bothered.

And all I can think of is if you ever pushed me over the line...
And I were to snap big time..
I know you'd attack me.
You have before.

I'd have to run.
I'd have to fight back.

It would be all my fault though, wouldn't it?


I think about it sometimes.
Breaking something glass...
And sliding the fragments over my wrists...
Run out the door and jump off the back porch...

I daydream of living in my own house far away from here.
And everyday I feel like getting there is just even more impossible.


One day...
I'm going to leave.
And I won't come back.

And you can hate me for it all you want.
Your kids and your other grandkids can hate me, and
talk shit about me all they like.


You can all stay in this shithole town and be your shitty selves
for all I give a damn.


And I'm going to find a better life somewhere far away from here.


Sincerely,
PapaRoach





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