Elijah Reed


If Only I had Value


As of now I'm through with all my being
Because the coward that I've made myself wants to end all that he's seeing
the torture that I put myself through just to care for a single person
the only one who wishes my situation will not further worsen
but I know that I will slowly loose my grip on life
and she will only look back at me filling me with strife
I left her speechless, left her scared
And talk to me she would not have dared.
I learned from then, the day I lost it
then beat my body with hit after solid hit
I know now it is not the answer
And that pain won't make it go by faster
But as of today I have no new solution
keeping me from purple skin pollution
the bruising deep, my knuckles tough
I'll never believe that I'm enough
Because of all I have to offer here
Is enough to make me disappear
out of here sight
I'm simply a blight
on her bright sunny day
She want's me to be something that I'm not
I wish I could be what she wants, I want it a whole aweful lot
But happiness isn't here for me, I'm just not worth it
It understood long ago that I'm hopeless.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 16, 2013

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