Chapitre 12: Once I'm Gone
Tell me after I'm gone,
that you loved me.
That you were
Afraid of the pain,
pain of rejection,
To scared to say,
All of those wonderful things.
All those things are now, burning in your brain,
your the one in pain,
its worse then it could have ever been,
the guilt will follow you all of your days.
Never knowing if those words you never said,
were silently killing me,
because I loved you the same way.
I'm begging you to say those words,
while I'm in the grave.
Now that I'm gone,
Those words are empty meaningless now.
For those words you scream and cry do on deaf,
dead ears,
for the dead no longer know your tears,
or you fears,
A dead brain, wishes to scream out in pain,
for it can't presses your words,
with it's dead ears.
Now you morn what we could have been,
if you had only,
if only,
I could see you from my grave and give you a sign.
I'll never know if anything was real,
never know you cared at all,
I haven't seen you in 6 years,
but ever since than you visit everyday.
But I'm not able to great you than,
only a rotting corpse for you to see.
Your love for me seems truly,
worthless than.
I wonder how it felt when I told you,
I never wanted to see you again,
Maybe it was because I loved you back than,
To lift the burden of the news,
of the reason I was dying.
Because I thought I didn't deserve you.
I just wanted best for you,
I thought I would have at least,
known you were happy than.
This empty air,
fills the place of your words.
Who else could have told,
me the truth.
This regret is eating,
you alive,
for you can't go back in time.
So my last wish as the dead is,
that you take the risk,
take the fall,
and I hope that,
someone will,
caught you before you fall.
Because in the very beginning,
you knew that I would be gone,
No one knew,
just when.
We all have ticking time bombs,
living life,
than reaching the explosion.
Ticking away ever moment,
every day,
every year,
every hour,
every minute,
every second,
Then it's all over,
and done.
Say goodbye,
to your good friend,
while you still can.
Leaving no regrets,
for you have to bear,
alone.
For everything,
is already said and done.
So Till I'm gone,
you can waddle,
and daddle.
I won't you get away,
with saying ,
I'll just wait until another day.
No more counting,
on tomorrow,
Cause for all I know,
I'll be gone by than.
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