It Was the Last
It was the last "screw you" he could say.
It was the last "I don't love you" that I could take.
It was the last "you won't because you can't".
It was the last bend that caused me to break.
It was my pride that was in the way.
I didn't want to seem sensitive but only if I'd known that more of you understood.
Even if my heart didn't realize it at the time, my life was good.
I understand!
Don't put your hands on me.
Please just give me a hug.
I'm not doing anything for attention, I really need love.
Feeling boxed in, feeling trapped, and I can't breathe.
Life just isn't for me anymore, I need to be set free.
My head hurts, my heart aches, and the love?
POOF!
Depression is real and my dear friend Javon was the proof.
If I told you that I wanted to join him, what would you do?
I'm losing battles in life too.
I refuse to tell a soul because there isn't one that gives a damn.
I understand!
It was the last "you won't ever amount to anything" that I needed to hear.
It was the last time anyone said anything because in me, to die, there was no more fear.
It was the last time I would feel anything because in me, there were no more tears.
I couldn't cry because I got the picture.
Today I could die and be right there with ya.
I understand!
*RIP Javon Henry
3/2/1993-9/17/16
We miss you so much
I love you*
Copyright © Jamika Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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