
Who is really a fault? I know this was suicide and I will blame me and you will blame me but one of us was a murderer. So long ago you killed my sprit, broke your little girl until she took the razorblade and drew it across her skin, bleeding her blood.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Family - Words: 617 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-24-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2946275
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Dying to Survive
Monday August 22, 2011
I'm trying to be
Everything you want from me
I'm trying to understand you
As I forget myself
I'm trying to find you
As I lose myself
I've given up the world for you
Reaching out to you
But every step I take
You're pushing me away
Until I can no longer see you
And I'm left here
Lost and broken
Sad and crying
I'm no longer who I should be
I'm no longer how I was
I've lost that person
But I still try to hang on to them
Cause without them
I'm just another person
Dying to survive
Just a faceless nobody who has nothing to offer
I'm not someone you know
I'm not someone you care about
So why are you trying to save me
I see in your eyes
You've lost your hope in the world
You're losing your humanity
You're losing your mind
But I care not about that
I care that you're trying to save that somebody I use to be
You're trying to save the person you loved unconditionally
You're trying to save your little girl
But she's too far gone
She's no longer hear
But when she was
When she- I use to sit across from you
And watch you ignore my distress
My blank look
Just so you could watch your son
You know the favourite
Your mouth says that I am
But your eyes say the truth
You look at me with a lie
And not care that I can see through it that I know this is fake
Not care how your lies rip me apart
Not care that as you worry for you boy
Your other one is wasting away right in front of you
You didn't care how ever I took racked my body with pain
How even now as you try to save me I've given up
But it's not me you care
No
It's the little girl who I cling onto
The little girl you love more than the world
The little girl who you killed without knowing
Yet without caring to stop
I wish I could ask you
As the light grows brighter
"Who is really a fault?
I know this was suicide and I will blame me
And you will blame me
But one of us was murder
So long ago you killed my sprit
Broke your little girl until she took the razorblade
And drew it across her skin
Bleeding her blood
Could you have stopped it early?
Why didn't you catch me as I fell?
Because you said you'd always be there
Just another lie I guess"
And then when I stare up at you
As you cry tears for someone else
I can smile
And instead I'll say
"You've killed me mother"
And I'll let you try and live with yourself after that
Because it'll help you understand
The missing beat in my heart
The tightening in my chest
My endless thoughts driving me made
The burn of my tears
The burn of the pain
And how I fought hard
How I fought not to go back
How I silently asked for help
But you were too blind to see
Too deaf to hear
How as another day goes by
I'm still alive and breathing wishing to be dead
Just another day of wishing to die
Begging to die
Smiling at you
Lying to you
I fucking hate you
I'm dying to survive
But I'm already dead
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