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Good night to Last night
I'm taking all my memories
And wrapping them up in scars,
And placing them on flower petals,
To be swept into the stars.
How many days did I spend
With my eyes shut closed by choice;
With my hands around my own throat,
To smother my own voice?
How many people did I hurt
With my rage filled tears,
Unable to separate,
Reality from my fears.
I want to be a different person,
I want to find love within myself,
I'm sick of always telling myself,
That I don't deserve help.
So with these final tears tonight
I will shed away the self-induced sorrow,
And I will smile and open my eyes,
As the sun rises on a better tomorrow.
And wrapping them up in scars,
And placing them on flower petals,
To be swept into the stars.
How many days did I spend
With my eyes shut closed by choice;
With my hands around my own throat,
To smother my own voice?
How many people did I hurt
With my rage filled tears,
Unable to separate,
Reality from my fears.
I want to be a different person,
I want to find love within myself,
I'm sick of always telling myself,
That I don't deserve help.
So with these final tears tonight
I will shed away the self-induced sorrow,
And I will smile and open my eyes,
As the sun rises on a better tomorrow.
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