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Formely named 'Swan Song'
Dance with the skeletons and sing with the stars
They'll never see my scars or my sunken stomach behind my guitar
The clock is winding down and my time is running out
The sun is setting now
This is my last goodbye
So long and goodnight, there is no more time for any fucking fight
My swan song, you are my butterfly, let me be yours
That will never happen, oh how I wish it would
But I must leave you and soar through the crying sky
Don't give me pity, I know you are on of the heavy hearted
Sorrowful looks and pitiful glances, my apologies, but I'm can't go on
All of those unanswered questions, receiving no answer
Wallpaper torn, trash all over the floor
Dirty memories lie below the sheets that held me down
All I asked for was peace of mind, the feeling of being content
Let me just find my perfect place and forget yesterday
I'm so sick of me
All of I have to do is collect my problems and get up of the ground an leave
I'm already dead, can't you believe?
Am I alive anymore?
Or am I just swimming, across this ocean of disaster
I'm running from the fire spread through the world
Getting away from your problems seems the easiest
This is the way I handle things, I'll miss you, I'm so sorry
My last goodbye is my final farewell,
Don't worry, you'll see me again when the angels fly
That's going to be after I die
This is like a suicide poem. Like instead of a suicide note. Yeah.