Give Me A Soft Landing. Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Writing to escape this feeling.
Writing to remember the past.
Writing to avoid anything that last.
Writing just to lose the time.
Wonder if anyone understands.
No matter the day or the place.
All the words that run through my head that I don't say.
The taboo of speaking then it becoming truth.
If you only knew what you put me through.
Don't you get it I want nothing from you.
I wouldn't be here if there was any other choice.
So I'm hunkering down pretending to be that person you want me to be.
Doesn't mean I have to like it.
Doesn't mean I will happy or satisfied.
Another photograph burns.
A quick snapshot of pure disgust and pain is already gone.
The microexpressions I don't show.
Some days I wish I was homicidal then I could murder all of you.
That's the amount of hate that has built.
A bomb goes off in my head.
And I'm still picking up the pieces.
Before they're forever lost.
Promising to myself it won't be always this way.
Even if I don't see an end to the tunnel.
And as the boards start to buckle.
I've decided fall is not so far.
So why not.
Better then being chained prison cage.
Never know where you land.
With only the wind as guidance I will float on down.
Down to level and solid ground.