How I Feel Nightly
How I feel nightly
I'm only around
So everyone can feel good
About their self
As I slowly die
In my shell.
Tears dance
Down my cheeks every night
As scars appear by dawn.
Lost in this world
Walking down
The sidewalk
Hoping a hand would give me a push
Into the middle of traffic.
Oh, wouldn't everyone
Be happy at the sight of my blood
Or the sounds of my bones cracking
One by one
As I edge towards the light
In front of me.
What's the only thing
Keeping me here?
Why, I can't even tell you
Why I spend my days
In depression
Hoping for a new beginning.
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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