M's Poetry
Just Like The Rest
Oh no not another death
this one hit close
it weighs on my chest
maybe if I had been better
the ending would have been sweeter
maybe is the word I wish I could kill
it plays with your mind
like visions of happiness you never will find
and now that you gone
sometimes I wish I could take a pistol
and smoke out these brains
stop the pain that circles the drain
everybody says you just like the rest
but they don't know you
you just to them a picture in the obituary
You taught me so much
I can't seem to get up
raise out of this end less stream
of the picture of negativity
I want to cry out man why do you leave?
I want to scream until someone reaches and finally hears me
and when I have to finally let you go
that is the day I will want so bad to join you
clouds will come and rain will fall
I don't want you to ever be wet
much less cold....but my hands are tied
there is that razor that can quickly put an end
to all this madness, I can feel the darkness
oh no I am bleeding, mix in the tears
and suddenly I can't recognize my own self
because I have become a mess
you told me in my dreams
I am happy, one day my bat you can join me
but don't be just like the rest
carry on, make me proud
be what I never was
be what you dream of
and the rest will always take care of itself....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
this one hit close
it weighs on my chest
maybe if I had been better
the ending would have been sweeter
maybe is the word I wish I could kill
it plays with your mind
like visions of happiness you never will find
and now that you gone
sometimes I wish I could take a pistol
and smoke out these brains
stop the pain that circles the drain
everybody says you just like the rest
but they don't know you
you just to them a picture in the obituary
You taught me so much
I can't seem to get up
raise out of this end less stream
of the picture of negativity
I want to cry out man why do you leave?
I want to scream until someone reaches and finally hears me
and when I have to finally let you go
that is the day I will want so bad to join you
clouds will come and rain will fall
I don't want you to ever be wet
much less cold....but my hands are tied
there is that razor that can quickly put an end
to all this madness, I can feel the darkness
oh no I am bleeding, mix in the tears
and suddenly I can't recognize my own self
because I have become a mess
you told me in my dreams
I am happy, one day my bat you can join me
but don't be just like the rest
carry on, make me proud
be what I never was
be what you dream of
and the rest will always take care of itself....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
