I Have Died Every Time
Your first death happens
When you start feeling sad
And sad for no reason
And you don't know why your sad
And you think about it too much
And there goes your anxiety attack
When your second death comes
You thought it would never happen
You promised it wouldn't
You didn't think it was bad enough
But you feel so terrible
That the tears forgot to come
Your third death follows shortly after the second
You have told your self
That you'll never feel bad enough to do it
You tell yourself that
When it happens you have lost
You say that you are a survivor
But when it happens
You're grateful for cats
Because you can blame the cuts
On them being playful
When you have died a fourth time
Your brain sings a little symphony that goes like this:
You won't think about it
Don't think about it
Deny
It never happened
You never thought about it
But you did
No you didn't
Yes you did
You thought it on accident
After you have died
Every time
You are still alive
Life isn't the same
Because it is no longer
A question of 'will it break me?'
It is a question of 'how much will it hurt?'
But you must remember
That you died four times
And lived to tell the tale
You must remember that
When it tries to kill you
It forgot you were immortal
Copyright © Lily Rose | Year Posted 2019
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