A slow sad poem, hard to understand if you don’t understand a certain emotion. An emotion of feeling alone, waiting for someone to come and take it all away. That lasting thought of suicide in your head… Your not alone….
Singing midnight,
Standing frail.
Honor of lifetime.
No longer there.
Broken hearted,
Lost in the night.
The rose now withers,
Out of sight.
Voices at midnight,
Counting sheep.
I know he’s out there.
Coming for me.
Singing midnight.
Standing frail.
Honor of lifetime,
No longer there.
Spirit broken,
Lost in the fight.
Save me hero,
Ride through the night.
Fragile children,
Stronger than I.
Dainty thoughts of suicide.
Come now here me.
Singing midnight,
Standing frail.
Honor of lifetime,
No longer there…….
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