Wednesday, September 21, 2011

The Unsung Lullaby


The passion of youth had taken over
The blunders of haste were committed
The guilt of misjudgement were suppressing
The voices of regret were getting louder
Places of comfort were becoming colder
And the world was becoming depressing.
I wish you could stop breathing
It would be easier for me to think then,
I wish you did not belong to me
It would be easier for me to say goodbye then.
Trust me I want you more than you realize
But if I let you see the world, I forever will be shunned
I need to choose between you and me
Between your life and my mine
So stop crying, stop talking, and stop moving
You’re messing with my mind.
I know you want me to stick up for you
I know you want me to let you breathe
I know you want me to show you love
I know you want me to fight for you.
But I am weak and alone
I can not show you the light on my own
I am frightened, heartless and cold
And I can not let you grow old.
So stop fighting with me,
I am too selfish to understand
I need this life am living more than you need to come into one.
So stop weeping I can feel my heart drown
I am not proud to play Hades; I wish I did not have to wear this crown.
I am still that stupid sixteen year old kid
But I do not want to turn you into a living sin
For that, this battle just let me win.
I pray that someday you could understand
The decisions I made,
I hope that some day you could forgive
A mother that never was.


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