To my murderer
It becomes easier to fake a smile
If you've been doing it for quite a while
Trust me I know
But that guilt hidden in your eyes
Doesn't it just gnaw at your soul
And to my murderer
I apologise for the guilt you feel
For the person you killed
Was but a depressed little kid
Who constantly thought of happy memories
Even when happiness was a memory
And soon I found myself losing myself
Then when someone eventually tried to save me
There was nothing left to save
So to my murderer
A thank you
We were all born to die
This life was merely fool's gold
I was tired of playing the fool
You actually did me a favour
So guilt is an emotion you should not feel
Because you might have killed me
But I died long before my death
And those that lost me
Only lost a living corpse
YOU ARE READING
The Light In The Shadows
PoetryWelcome to my mind. Whatever you find is yours to keep, but not to share. These are my thoughts. Look inside my brain. Look inside yours. Not so different, yet far from the same. Read if you want, feel if you can.
