Heavy Sadness
What are people going to think
When I’m dead on the floor
And my hands are wrapped around my spine
I exposed my weaknesses
All crumbled and broke
A sadder sight when gone
And even with the lights faded to black
I’ll still care what people think
Even when I can’t blink
Nerves will still choke me out
At least I won’t see Mom cry
But I still have to escape
Knowing she’s left behind
A sad drop in a pool of anxieties
Each one blacker than the rest
All working together to drown me
I can’t float by any more
Both paths of my future void of light
Eternal misery, forever and ever
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