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A poem I wrote...
Didn't know where to put this, but I wrote this poem and would like to know what you all think it means to you:
Come with me, if you like you can grab my hand
I’ll show a life that had been lead and lived so bland
And a life that had so much soul and had so much planned
Come with me and I’ll tell you on how it all went wrong
I’ll show you how something so weak came from something so strong
And a life that didn’t survive with a mind that just didn’t belong
Come with me and I’ll show you, so you can learn from my mistakes
I’ll show you how love can be changed and be turned in to hate
And how a mind ready for knowledge turned into a mental state
Come close, I’ll tell you how I was killed by the past
I’ll explain why I couldn’t cope and why I couldn’t last
And how I tried to make amends even with my final gasp
Come listen to stories of hurt that I was alleged to have been the source
I’ll say that there was more then me, others were involved of course
And I’ll own up to my failings and you will see my remorse
Come and look and look close into my eyes and you will see
I’ll remind you that I wasn’t this way and you’ll look at the real me
And maybe then things will change and then things will be left to be
Come and see I was blamed and tarnished for loves lost
I’ll never forget and have to live with the undue blame that was the cost
And can never get back a lifeline that was so nearly tossed
Come one more step and say goodbye to this lifeless one
I’ll have to leave, as the soul died long ago and left me as a nobody
And my tombstone will read “destined never to be a somebody”
Come back later and I’ll be gone I couldn’t cope with this undue hell
I’ll be free and forgiven, un-shackled from this empty shell
And you will remember me as someone who gave in and fell
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