They say,
That anger
Is just an expression
Of pain.
Well?
Where does it hurt?
I...
I don’t know
anymore…
I’m just,
so angry.
So hurt.
So tired
of keeping head above dirt.
I don’t know what hurts,
and I’m just so
fucking mad!
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Please…
I’d just like some peace and quiet.
But I don’t know what peace is.
So I’m left all alone
in this ice cold silence.
Mourning the loss
Of an injured soul.
I can’t let go.
I can’t
let go.
Tear me apart,
and put me back together
whole.
Again,
forgive me
for hurting you.
Forgive me
for holding on so tight.
Forgive me
For refusing to let you go.
Because I grew
To feel at home
in all the hate
in all the rage.
And If it’s all the same
I’m just so fucking afraid
of losing
who I’ve been
for so so long.
I’ve been so afraid
of moving on
and learning to believe,
Yes.
Really believe.
That I deserve…
To be alright.
I deserve
To sleep at night.
I deserve
To know
that I’m not rotten,
Corroded,
Evil,
Nor Corrupt.
That I’m not sick
or broken beyond repair.
Repair me
Repair me
Because I’ve so long
lived torn in two.
The parts I show
And all the best
parts of you.
Let us live.
Whole again.
Whole again.
It was never your job
to say sorry
for all the things
that were never your fault…
I accept you,
my tortured Soul
And I love you
for all the light you know
For how incredibly
strong you’ve been
weaving shadows
into threads
of a patchwork quilt
shielding light
from the bleeding hearts
of the lost and found.
Let it go…
Take a rest…
You don’t need to apologize.
It’s never been about
what you do or don’t deserve.
It’s alright to feel angry
Let it come
Let it go
And remember
That kid did his best
Because he believed
that the man deserved
a fighting chance.
Don’t waste it.
Let us live,
Whole again.
Whole again.
I promised you,
my dearest friend
It’s going to be alright.