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by Louise Jan 31, 2023 category : Sadness, depression / about death
If you look into my eyes, And I allow you to see The pain I keep Locked down inside of me You will realize that I'm not as happy, As I lead everyone to believe. I wear my heart on my sleeve, And not locked in some cage. I take things to heart, I am an emotional being Even though I pretend As I brush things off, Like nothing ever affects me. I've lied to myself But not anymore. I've done this for years, As a sense of survival. When everyone was braking around me, I knew I had to be strong. I'm sharing this now For I can see That soon, It'll will be the braking point for me.I still need to be the strong one, The one who bares the cross. For the one whom people can trust, To share their crosses with So if you find me one day On my endless sleep. There are only four things I want you to know I did my best to keep it together I did my best to stay strong I did my best to see the light But now I have gone home.