A Note From the Lost
No one knows the pain,
Behind those forced smiles.
The tears that have fallen,
Along so many miles.
The broken hearts and wounded souls,
So well hidden from the world outside.
The fears and torments so long held,
Where only they can see inside.
Then one day we find a note:
"I'm so sorry I must leave.
I'm sorry for the pain I've caused.
And now for making you grieve."
"I could take the pain no longer.
The sorrow overwhelmed me so.
I felt like I was drowning on dry land.
And so I have to go."
"I hope one day you can forgive me,
And maybe understand.
Why I had to leave this way,
To end it all by my own hand."
"May God forgive my sin,
And welcome me to my home so true.
Where I can be born again,
And see through eyes fresh and new."
"Then maybe things will be better,
My troubles shall be few.
And I will feel whole again,
So shiny, bright and new."
"Goodbye for now my loved ones,
Do not grieve too long for me.
For now I can be what I never was,
Happy, hopeful and truly free."
Copyright © Brenda Brenda | Year Posted 2012
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