You will see me and my sister both have this poem on here but its cuz we both knew and loved him so much.
I am not the writer of this but my friend is and I wanted to put it out there cuz I love this poem and I loved him.
I live no more to shame...
Nor me, nor you...
I'm sorry
If you read this line,
remember not the hand that wrote it
Remember only the verse
Songmaker's cry, the one without tears
For I've given this its strength
and it has become my only strength
Comforting home, mother's lap,
chance for immortality
Where being wanted bacame a thrill, I never knew
The sweet piano writing down my life
Teach me passion, for I fear it is gone
Show me love, hold the lorn
So much more I wanted to give
the ones who love me
I'm sorry
Time will tell this bitter farewell
I live no more to shame
nor me, nor you...
The way I wrote this is like 2 poems in one but you read them at the same time.
I just want to grow wings and fly away,
I just want to swim away from here.
To leave those haunting shadows behind me.
To leave those mocking faces.
To never have to look back and remember all that heart break.
To never have to return to all that sorrow.
I can't escape, my wings are chained.
I can't leave, im caught beneath the surface.
No matter how much I struggle,
I can't break free.
Its never enough.
I never thought it'd end this way.
I can't try, my wings are broken.
I can't breathe anymore.
I'm forever trapped in this god forsaken place.
I'm crushed and going no where.
My dreams are destroyed.
I have to let go of hope...
I cry, even though no one is going to help me....
Again.
Again.
You'll never know
how much it hurts her
the pain it causes her
that your never there.
Is it her fault?
Did she do something wrong?
She tries so hard
to make you proud. . .
but you never notice,
you cant
your never there
like a good father would be
instead you choose drugs
and while your off
feeling sorry for yourself,
shes here
thinking about you. . .
trying to figure out
what she did wrong.
She's suffering because of you.
And you'll never even know. . .
that your ruining her life,
that she yearns for your approval
(at least show her you care!)
She hates herself
because of you.
By not loving her
you've convinced her she's not worthy.
All the scars?
. . .they're all your fault.
The reasons she cries???
because of you...
And the reason she's bent over
the toilet late at night?
yes, thats your fault too.
Her childhoods wasting away . . .
and its all because of you,
but you'll never even know.
Will you ever even care?
Maybe one day you will care . . .
but its too late now Dad. . .
You have to understand!
why I cant trust you anymore . . .
I cant survive this same old cycle again!
But you'll never even know. . .
Emo?
Is it really that bad?
You can't accept the fact
That I get a little sad?
That I'm a little mad?
So I favour black,
And I don't like pink.
You use those as reasons
To make my soul sink.
So some of us cut,
And some of us don't.
We can smile.
Laugh love and live.
We're just not like the rest.
Sure we cry,
We want to die,
But none of you understand.
It's not like we had planned
To live life like this.
To spend our days
Depressed and amiss.
We're not bad people.
We don't worship Satan,
We're not out to kill anyone.
We just don't like the world
As much as everyone else.
And we don't like ourselves
As much as we could.
But we're okay with that.
You can call us ugly,
You can call us fat.
But you can't change who we are.
We are emo.
What's so wrong with that?
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