My last song

Tales.

 Everything seem so dull,

there is light bit it doesn't touch me.

All the same things are there, scarier than before

and all I want to do is flee.

How did this strong heart turn to fragile?

How did the realness vanish from my smile?

A million hundred questions running through my mind,

and in none of these deep wounds the answers I find.

 

A lonely bird, and endless sky

I fly with the rest, yet sing alone.

I sing and sing, this cadence of despair

Until this misery entangles my bones.

I am tired of flying

My wings are broken, torn

Yet, they don't stop, these savage hunters

I'm breaking, still they hurt me with cruel stones.

So this time, I'll take it ahead,

Just one more cut, just one last breath.

Hey, maybe this is where I rest?

This is where it all ends,

where I am free from the bonds to survive

This is where I stop hurting, myself and others

This is where I bring death in my stride.

I see it all, my soul on fire

I see how satisfied my hunters would be

I see my body, in peace, this one time

I see this world go on without me.

So tonight I'll sing to myself one last song,

before I sleep for one last time.

And today, I'll dance and dance like there is no tomorrow,

but don't worry, it'll come. Just not mine.

Author's Note

Honest opinions.