Is it a bad thing that I long for the end to come?
Is it a bad thing that I no longer fear the darkness, the sadness, the pain, the distress.
I ran away from it all, for so long, I've tried to fight, but it's fair to say, I lost every battle
Is it a bad thing that I no longer wish to try?
For all of my intentions are seen as a bad thing.
Doesn't really matter if I try to see a bit of good in my heart if no one else sees any good left in me.
Fighting, I don't mind doing so, if there's a reason to do so.
If there are people and animals and, just a purpose, to do so.
Some people are meant to be, they have a big influence in other people's lives, do things that matter.
People look up to them, are happy they are around, even when they don't do anything. Their being is important, theirs souls are bright and their hearts are pure.
My heart and soul have darkened throughout the years.
I tried to hold on to the things I loved. Thought, if I held on to all of my passions and everything my heart longed for, it must work out in the end.
I just hope, if I go, I'll take away a lot of sorrow and pain, of people I know and love dearly.
Yes I know, hard for anyone to believe, but I actually do care and love for some people, very deeply.
But it's not working out.
It doesn't seem to matter how hard I try, what my intentions are.
Haven't got a clue if this is how it's supposed to be.
Doesn't matter if they deny it, or don't want to recognise it. Doesn't make it less true.
And less painfull.
It is what it is, I am who I am.
Some are born for greatness.
I don't know why I'm born. Sometimes I wish I could just erase my entire existence. For the well-being of all those I care about.
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