Im Sorry

God I am sorry
I am done
I can no longer run
And I put the bullet in the gun
So let me pull the trigger 

Mom I am sorry
I cannot continue to fade
Look at the scars I have made
I can not release the blade
So let me sketch, like a true artist

Dad I am sorry
This isn't my will
But every little pill
Reminds me I do not have to feel
An I have a chance to escape

Sister I am sorry
I just could not cope
And I lost all hope
I know, I should've ignored the rope
But I finally have my head held high

Brother I am sorry
I guess I did not find my call
But when I stood high on the wall
All I could think, was should I fall
And if I do, will I fly

Best friend I am so very sorry
I hope you continue 
Not for me, but for you
Because I know what you can do
And unlike me the sky is no limitation, for what you can be
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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June 16, 2016 at 7:53 PM
Myra, nicely penned. Enjoyed reading your awesome words today. ~SKAT~
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