Powerful(less)
My vision may be dark
But here's a spark
To light the flame on a candle of a heart
That's long gone for me now
Once torn asunder
Pain is released from the soul down under
But the pain is only given to someone else
That's how suicide works
Mind over matter
But what's sadder
Is no matter how much you beg
You can't make them stay
Their vision is so clouded
And their troubled soul is shrouded
Stuck in selfish pity
But don't give up on them
They may come around
Or just leave without a sound
Just hang onto hope
And hope will hang onto you
Poetry Slam:
This poem is about:
Me
My family