a year ago
all i wished for was to leave
to have the sweet release of death
to get out of the body i'm in now
and sell my soul to hell
today
i beg to go home
return to my life
see my friends and family
drive around singing bad music
eating ice cream under the large oak tree
a year ago
i ran to the road
sit and watch the cars drive by
close my eyes and imagine death coming for me
as i hear it zoom by
i thought what would happen if i was in the road
letters in hand
ready to go
today
i run past the road
no hesitation on what's near by
the cars pass in a blur
i never look back
watching myself run forward into my next chapter
a new life was all i've ever wanted
but i never thought i'd get it without losing myself
YOU ARE READING
You wouldn't care if i explained
PoetryJust trying to get my thoughts out before they consume me {TRIGGER WARNING- mentions of suicide and self harm}
