To Hurt To Say,But I'm Sorry
Thank you for viewing.I do NOT own the music nor the pictures,I however own the poem so please enjoy. This I wrote to my dad.... To Hurt to say,But I'm sorry. Do you know how much it hurt.To see you disappear from a memories I have yet recalled.Your heart so ice cold there's nothing I can do for it. Let me touch your chest and feel the breeze that escapes from if. Did you know that with ever king there are rebels who dares chain him down. Everyone person can life is determined by they way the express themselves. And anyone can forge a fake life to get away and hide from their reality. I'm going to be you reality has my hand reaches your face let me show you what it means to be hit by reality and take it seriously.Hopeless,Agony,Fear,Terrified,Courrupted. I haven't had enough of your ego,of your smile,the lies that surround you. Ha! let me see you fall and crawl don't beg it unsightly but crawl for you are the man the shadow man. Cling to me as i show you the grief and fear and anger I have of losing you,the only thing connecting me to you is the blood I waste on the ground in the night time wake. Watch it fall as I cut deeper.How many times did I cry for you and you never even cared enough to answer me? Your faceless,heartless,cold eyes let me thank you. Your turning my to stone your helping me write these disgusting feeling down every night. You gave me something so pwoerful not even you could destroy them now these hands of course. As I drink this to ease my pain and free my self of this relapsing phase.Let me be happy let me be sad let me mad let me become depressed for I'm so bipolar it hurts. How dare you trampled my pride and toss me around like a lifeless doll...Was I really your luggage you tried to throw away? Be honest lies don't work no more for I've see everything everyone as danger has liar begger and theive coming after me.Thank you for being my vemon. I'm sorry if I hurt you I never meant to. Would you forgive me if I laid down to rest and not wake up again? Please tell me.I can't help but feel like something useless in this wild game of tag and empty felt.It hurts you should know,So don't take to much time and tell me how you feel. At least then I can dance with you.