sobers me to see you so high promises you broke but i still fake it together so cold now so numb strangely seems like you're already dead hidden in the coffin a heart is still fighting to beat are your smiles for real or just lies? did i teach you this? or did you just never learn frail now but claiming strength you dont have what you're trying to use shove life away does it hurt too bad ive been there so try not to keep me sad shove life away does it hurt too bad i know you're faking but i cant see whats real last breath you take i know it will be soon you suffocate yourself then say you need some air im trying to be the hand i never could reach looks like you've made it to the beach i can't fix it for you im just showing you what is broke too bad you can't see the imperfections they are so big they cover the full picture they breed their own lies and cloud your eyes if the bright side ever becomes suicide i can be your eyes ill lead you somewhere and when we fake it together it'll be real
Reason for writing:
this is about a drug-addicted friend of mine. credit to the late great kurt cobain for inspiration for first two lines of last stanza. see "milk it" off nirvana's albums "in utero" or "from the muddy banks of the wishkah"
Birth sign: Taurus
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