Sitting upon a ledge
Not noticing the wedge
Forming between you and I.
Not knowing I will die.
Not knowing your treachery.
Death so tempting
Though fear prevents me from attempting.
I wish I wasn't so kind
But at the time I was so blind,
Never told of your obvious lechery.
They laugh and deny,
But I see the lies.
My life has been adventurous
But death still waits for us.
With his hand in mine,
I know now I will be fine.
The sky fades away
And the bats begin to fly.
Still, our hands intertwine,
But our souls fail to align.
I see the light at last
You disappeared too fast...
I try to reach for you again,
Just a bloodstain,
Is all you've left of me.
You no longer hear my plea
As my soul drowns in the sea.
Among the endless stars
Smoke rises from old men's cigars.
I kick up my heels and fly
To stop my own drowning cry.
A feeble attempt to set myself free.
I hear the piercing laughter
No one calling after.
I no longer hear,
No longer see those I held so dear.
If only you had cared
I wouldn't be this scared.
Whispering lies on the breezes,
Passing them like diseases.
Nothing has changed since I've gone.
I feel used as a pawn.
With my head bent to weep,
I begin to fall asleep.
I no longer wait for you
My newfound love for life makes a debut.
I can live without the pain you caused
My life after you no longer paused.
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The Emotional Collection Of A Small Town Nobody's Poetry
PoetryNobody lived their life in a small town. They lived by scraping by, through undiagnosed depression and anxiety. Throughout middle and high school, they turned to poetry to vent. These are the poems they kept for themself. Some, no one else has read...
