I was counting on it (The D word)A Poem by ShaneBerrya couple of years ago i was told i would be dead or approaching death by now due to my kidney disease. while i am in almost constant pain, i am stuck in medical limbo...
I was counting on it (The D word)
Maybe the reaper was late, His schedule got all fucked up. I was counting on it, Getting picked up. Getting whisked away, Dead one night, Finding answers the next day. Told I was dying and I am still here, Struggling with pain, pills and all the fear. Scared to take a step towards normality, Petrified of walking into the glow of sobriety. No one really understand me, But s**t they think they do. Think they know an ounce of the s**t I've gone through. What I'm willing to do, Hell I'd go back three years honey, do so much s**t different that it ain't even funny. Maybe be an adult and save some f*****g money! Not tell a damn soul about my secret love, Let it take off yeah like a black dove. Man s**t I was counting on it so bad, It's so sad, That I can say this but I, survived and said 'S**t' Lets replay this, Go back to the start, Bitter sweet? F**k no it's just tart. Burning my body and slitting my veins, Sitting up at night, every night going insane. Endless sleep, The Jesus meet. Call it what you want but god damn I wanted it so bad, Waited for it everyday, when it didn't happen I was so sad! Everyone around me was so glad! They didn't even realize I had fucked my life up so bad! Now I am clueless, Feel so useless. Sick all the time? Yeah, pretty f*****g sick of this! © 2013 ShaneBerryAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorShaneBerrydenton, TXAboutMy Chemical Romance “The Ghost of You” Name: Shane Douglas Berry Age: Born on 8/4/1992 Hair color: Brown Eye color: Green Skin color: White, Freckled Tattoos: Oroborus (red, center.. more..Writing
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