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  • Malin N. Hohenberger
  • Jul 3, 2020
  • 2 min read

"I wish I could see the looks on their faces


I wish I didn’t end up one of those “cases”


Been there to hold their hands


I wish I didn’t ruin their plans


I never wanted to hurt them, I guess it’s what I do best


I thought that finally, my fears would be put to rest


I thought maybe I was over it, that it was gone


I thought they were selfish when they told me to hang on


I thought I’d felt the worst


I didn’t know my paradise was accursed


I didn’t think I could feel this kind of pain


I thought I’d broken the chain


I thought I was doing the right thing


I didn’t know their cries would sting


Not just for me but everyone else


Didn’t think they’d try to find a pulse


I didn’t think they cared


They didn’t see I was scared


I didn’t think they would cry


That I wanted to die


I thought I could hide


I thought if I tried


One day I would be okay


I thought it’d go away


I held on for as long as I could


But my flame was already out for good


Prayed that I wouldn’t destroy


This is a game I don’t enjoy


If I could see them now and remake my choice


I would have spoken up and used my voice


I would have told them and asked for help


I wouldn’t have let those demons develop


I would make the choice to stay


To wake up and face every day


To fight and to try


To not die


I never knew that they really would care


I would have told them I would try, I swear


I thought I was just a burden


I would have told them I was hurting


I would have hugged them and held them tight


I would have kept going and continued to fight


I would have laughed and cried


But instead, I died


It wasn’t my fault, the demons were too strong


That something was wrong, so wrong


Nothing I took made me forget


That maybe I didn’t have to go yet


But it is too late now


I know they’ll ask how


What is done is done


Please hide the gun


It isn’t their fault they couldn’t see


It isn’t their fault they couldn’t save me


I was my burden to carry


Now it’s my body they bury


It was my soul I sold


Now it’s my body they hold


I decided to end it that night


Now it’s their turn to try and fight


I wasn’t worth it, so please move on


Don’t cry that I’m gone


I thought I was going somewhere better


Now their tears stain my letter


I apologized and told them I’m fine


The fault wasn’t theirs, no, it was mine


I told them not to worry, that I was safe


Don’t remember me, I was just a disgrace


My life didn’t matter, it was a waste of air


I told them that I wasn’t important there


I wish I didn’t have to say that


I wish there was a welcome mat


But instead, all I got were a new set of chains


They built back their kingdom from my remains


Life isn’t fair and I wish I would’ve seen


How they tell me how much I mean


But it’s too late now, the fight is over


Please don’t let their grief take over


I won’t see them where I am, but I will never forget


Knowing that I didn’t have to die yet"


Written by Malin N. Hohenberger

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