my final words

in my life there was a story
in my life there was blood shed
in my life i am not myself
so who am i
if not one person, but many
someone always hated
someone to disappear
and be forgotten
someone to kill others
or be killed
a history never remembered
but one forgotten
my blade not to shed blood
but to erase a mistake
a smile to fade away
but for it to fade away
one would have to be here
tears not out of sadness
but to hope
hope that i find my real home