A Mistake - Poem by Desiree Whitamore
if i need help, i look to the sky
the stars make up your face
i know your looking down on me
don't worry i'm still the same
i still find sunlight when it rains
and i still laugh through tears
now i wish i could go back
but i excell in my years
its funny how things work out
how you're no longer here
how you chose death over life
because you couldn't stand a tear
some would say you were strong
you dealt with alot in your life
but i say you were weak
you resorted to hell with a knife.
so if somebody asks where you went wrong
i just tell them the truth
you couldn't stand your hard earned world
you couldn't stand being you.
thats why i will always be fine
i've learned to talk about my pain
you taught me a lesson i would never have learned
you remind me when i look at the rain.
so when the stars come out at night
i feel you're presence around me
but you're not the feeling i want
i don't want your misery.
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