sylviasearcher

Cease

 

And if today the world could cease
Which part of me would I release?
My numb drum heart, or broken bones
Laid deep just like a welcome home

 

And as I fantasise of my demise
Whilst keeping on amidst these lies
Soft ropes and tempting dagger’s invite
Bring visions that soothe and promise delight

 

And as the world tells me I’m all wrong
That behind my mad dreams I must be strong
I wonder of this idea of wrong or right
As another being breaks and loses their fight

 

And as I write and fight and choose
Which part of me I’m set to lose
Fear not as you hear me moan and shout
For it’s just a dream that I let out

 

And though you may never truly understand
When I say I wish to die by my own hand
Try see that dying may not mean I’m ending
It may just be my new dawn descending