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*note* I am not suicidal - this was constructed from pieces of a suicide patient's diary |
Pathway To Heaven Every day it grows, this feeling I cannot control I’m lost in a downward spiral praying that one day it will end My heart once full, is now a gaping whole You were to busy to see, that it would not mend I felt desperate, as if locked inside a cage My soul needed held, reassured like a little child Instead I was always told, “grow up and act your age” You didn’t know you would be the last number dialed I wanted to have someone I could trust Someone that wouldn’t mock my fear I understand, laugh if you must Soon I will no longer be here There was only one place my soul felt free You could never understand a love that deep You did not care, and took her away from me I still visit her every night in my sleep I’m closing the door on the life I once knew Taking off this mask I’ve had to wear For my days of pretending to be fine are through This my only thoughts left to share I’m starting to get tired, it will be over soon My breath quickly fading, I know it is my last day I hear music, such a beautiful tune The path to heaven, illuminated by the moon I’m with the angels now, my broken heart mend Love surrounding me, I no longer alone This is how I wanted my story to end I am safe, I am at home |