One More Step

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A/N: This one might be a bit depressing (maybe not, depending on how each of you perceive things). This is a quite personal piece for you guys (well girls :D) but I hope you like it. I've been meaning to write for a few days now but I've been feeling really sick, but I seem to be on the mend at the moment.

This is also dedicated to QuartertwoDawn :D Because she is awesome and made me laugh a lot when I really needed it! (also her story 'Cade and Ada' has the beginning of something brilliant!) :D

Thanks!

Time is supposed to heal broken hearts,

And other things alike,

But so far, I haven’t been a witness to it,

And it just drives me closer,

Because I can’t stop feeling like this,

Like it was my fault,

My fault that she’s gone, gone forever,

And it’s only in memories that she is seen,

But what good are memories,

When they don’t bring them back,

And it’s only for a brief moment,

That they are seen again,

And for that brief moment,

Everything is a dream,

A dream where nothing is wrong,

Until reality hits once more,

Because you can’t dream forever,

Otherwise you forget to live,

It’s hard to remember a time before this,

Where everything was alright,

And I didn’t have to hide,

Away from the reality of it all,

But reality is always there,

Just waiting to bring you back,

And that’s why I had to hide from it,

To try and make everything better again,

Even though it wouldn’t change anything,

And it wouldn’t stop them,

From staring, and apologising,

But for what fault was it theirs,

They hadn’t caused the death,

Yet they drowned me in pity and silent glances,

The pity became a constant flow,

Always there, lurking behind every face,

Clearly visible in their eyes,

Just waiting for me to crack, and break,

To the point where I would not cope,

But I couldn’t let that happen,

I had to be strong,

Especially in front of them,

I couldn’t let them see how much I was dying,

How much I felt like crying,

Even after all this time,

I still feel the same as ever,

Wanting to take that one last step,

The one that will take me far away,

From the pain and the suffering,

And feeling the way I seem to everyday,

Because I still can’t cope,

With all the staring eyes,

Judging the way I act and look,

And just because they don’t know my story,

Of why I’m here, the way I am,

They don’t know how close I was,

To taking the last step,

To losing myself in my dreams,

And forgetting reality,

Because it was my fault,

For causing it all to happen,

And I was just so close,

To ending it, because,

It’s just one more step to the end.

©TylerRoberts



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