Journeys End

by Laura

Why does it feel so brave to just stay alive?
Discarding last rights in the darkest of nights
To make promises that once felt so contrived
My torturous heart still beating in the morning light

There's a moment you choose to live or let go
These nightmares you lived inside of your mind
It all brings to you what you already know
This war never favored the weak-hearted kind

Curled in a ball on the cold bathroom floor
Sobbing desparate pleas to end the burning pain
Never knowing why it's worse now than before
How you found this awful place; the broken and insane

So you do the only thing you can, to live another day
300 ugly scars saying you'll never be beautiful
You let you soul vacate your eyes to numb the pain another way
You lose yourself in emptiness; reality just fades away

Rock bottom now, when home becomes that porcelan tile
Your only friends are razor blades, darkness and the pain today
Realizing that its time to die, or stay awhile
To live or let go of this never-ending flight delay

When the sun peaks through the crack window pane
Trying to recall when it all went so wrong
You wonder how you get so wet without the rain
Why you're still dancing along out to this sinister song
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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