Really... I'm fine
I hide all my pain through this clever disguise,
A mask of laughter,
That doesn't cover my eyes.
My eyes are dark, they can't hide my pain,
No really I'm fine let's just finish this game
I don't want to burden you with the weight of my eyes,
No really I'm fine, I'm not the type to cry
Your attempts to help are all in vain.
No one can help me, and I'm to blame.
I'm afraid I must leave you,
I'll set my self free
I'll end all my problems
It'll be fine, you'll see
It's better this way
Because at the end of the day
If I let you help me I'll hurt more than just me.
This is the way it has to be
My thoughts start to fade
The lights... start to dim
My breaths... become shallow....
My feet push the stool aside
As I fall I close my eyes,
Though this choice I've made
May make you doubt it
You guys
are the best
And
almost
made life worth it.
Promise you won't mourn for me
I'm no reason to cry
Don't waste all your tears,
I wanted to die
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weepingwillowtree
this was painfully relatable. its hard to keep going when nothing matters anymore,
and you mask your pain because you don't want others to see it, but its important to
remember that you are never alone, and it does get better. I to have felt like this, and still do.
this poem hit very close to home.