Someday

I struggle sometimes
To calculate my words
Because they will somehow describe
How bad it really hurts

But all the words I find
Are the same and overrated
I want them to mean so much
To show that I’m commiserated

It appears that everyone feels
The same things that I feel
They talk about it so clearly
I wonder if it’s really real

They say all these things
About being dark, misunderstood, and broken
When all I really want
Is to be outspoken

I want to stress to you
How this pain is intense
How every time I hurt myself
I loose my common sense

But if I feel this way
So sick of the things I do
How come you know too
And still you go through

You cut yourself so deep in your vein
That you loose your grip
You fall in your blood and stupidity
That forever you slip

Its like an addiction
But you have a choice
Don’t use your scissors or knives
To form your voice

Scream out your pain
Without any remorse
And hope that those scars
Will heal with the course

I know
This life is a long one
And sometimes we hope
For it just to be done

Use your voice
Scream out loud
There are going to be better things
Behind that moving cloud

And then someday
The sun will shine through
To all of us morally dead
And then, maybe, we can start our day anew

And someday
I want to see who you really are
I want to see you laughing
About how you gave yourself that scar

I wish and I pray
That maybe someday
We can have it our way
And everything will be okay

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