I see the world through eyes that want it all to end,
I ask myself if I could, would I start my time over again?
I usually find the strength inside to make it through,
Destroy the darkness in my mind, rebuild and start anew,
This moment feels different, I’m completely alone, utterly broken,
I’ve nothing left, no more to give, living without hope,
The sorrow in me devours, is all consuming,
A man at the gallows, I’m awaiting my doom,
On the last page of my worthless life,
I write, carved, etched with the blade of a knife,
If these are to be my final words,
Before my voice fades, becomes unheard,
If for me, there is no tomorrow,
Then there’s something you should know…….
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