never been great with titles, but call me sir if you must

sky seems dark now      
darker than it's ever been      
and I know, I know in my heart      
there's light busting at the seams      
trying to get in      
they don't know      
and there's no way in hell      
I'm ever going to tell them      
most of me died      
in a court room      
way back      
they were children      
and sometimes I resent      
that they still look up to me      
like I'm something to be      
like im something to be      
for the love of god      
run, run away from me      
It may be dark      
and maybe I've grown      
too comfortable with      
the cloak of it      
a sense of attrition      
but I've never given up      
or given in      
so dont take those words      
as anything      
but a lorry load      
of self pity  
Written by lepperochan (Craic-Dealer)
Published | Edited 1st Jun 2020
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