Letter to myself
• Written by Storme_Music
You know I've been thinking, listening to myself for a while, when was the last time
I actually meant a smile, I put your number in a couple times then i didn't redial,
Every move I make in my life sends me into a backwards spiral, can't say this, don't say that,
Feels Like my life is on trial, my life is a crazy story but I forgot the title, feel like I'm
Already dead don't need a revival, these thoughts in my head got me reaching for the Bible,
And it really fucking hurts thinking, "am I suicidal", now my life like an act, call it a drama
Recital, wanna be alone right now but I got no where to hide though, my life is replaying
Itself like a visious cycle, everyday feel like it's the last, living in survival, my life is a test
And I'm waiting for the final, feel like every mistake I make seems to go viral, got this bad
Feeling, I can feel it in my vitals..
(Wait..)
Wish I could say after all this time that I am better, but that's not how it is, still dealing
With the pressure, wish i was happy, just need a simple gesture, on the inside I am
Cold but won't put on a sweater, long sleeves all the time, blame it on the weather,
So many things I wanna say, but won't right a single letter, some times I miss the time
When we were happy together, but after all this I wonder what I had entered,
But you weren't the problem, that's what I wanna remember, told her not to do it
But I let her, my life like a story, but all the bad stuff is censored, wanna feel free,
Light as a feather, you used to be an uplift but now you make me feel lesser,
Got all these feelings inside, they're burning like an ember..
(Wait..)
So dear my past self, I'm sorry this has happened, you were different back then, you
Never would of allowed this, used to be happy, now I gotta practice, my life
Like a volcano, over flowing with sadness, was happy once, then I faded to the
Blackness, I got one question to ask, please let me ask this, is the old me gone,
Or buried in the ashes, never thought this would of happened, what are the
Chances, always been low, never really had an advantage, this shit hard to
Cope with, can't cover it with a bandage, we walked over that bridge too many
Times, now it is damaged, the old me is gone, left alone and abandoned,
Said I forgot about you, but deep down I know I haven't, you left when I was 13,
Since then you've been absent, you said happiness will come back but it still
Hasn't, that's long forgotten, nothing but an Ashland...
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Storme_Music
Member since December 25 2017