Let Me Be

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2009 Poems

Sick of the charades from the people you call friends.

Think they give a shit about you,

Until you realize they only use you.



Your money,

Your car,

Your heart.



What good is it to even try?

Why put effort into opening my eyes?



No reason to get up anymore,

Rather stay asleep through my days.



Lost in a fog,

Numb to all feeling,

Give me a needle,

Or just some pills.



Take away the sensations in my head,

Take all feeling out of life.



Because if this is the pain it takes to live,

Then I don't think it’s worth the fight.



I'm tired of waking up,

Tired of pushing myself to try.



Because all I get in return are empty apologies,

Their laughing faces,

Crowded behind my back.



Don't know if I can't wait for the dream to come true,

Hell, don't even know if I can make to the morning.



See the sun shining above,

Or is that the flash from the gun?



One final act of desperation,

One last chance to be a coward.



To afraid to take a chance,

Too sick to even try.



I can lay out my failures at your feet,

Yet you only laugh,

Before kicking me away.



So I’ll walk alone,

Cover my pain with a smile,

Hide the broken soul with my lies.



I can read over my past,

Five years and it’s the same story,

The same track on repeat.



Maybe I’m different,

But it’s only physical.



Deep down inside I’m the exact same person I was.

Instead of hiding one thing,

I've replaced it with another.



I've made so many damn mistakes,

Thrown away everything good in my life,

And thought I’d be stronger for it.



Damn, they’re all laughing now.

Look at them watching me.



Slowly walking over the moonlit snow,

Watch it turn red,

As I pull the knife out of my chest.



One last shot at attention,

A small front page story,

Before it all just fades away,

A wisp of smoke upon the wind.



A distant memory would be all that’s left,

And that would soon fade as well.



You laugh when I tell you how easy it would be to do it,

How much I really think about it.

Do you really think I’m lying?



I'm closer now then I ever was,

On the brink with my final disaster.



Better to make one last mistake,

Then go on to make a thousand more.



Let me go,

Just leave me be,

I don’t need any of your pathetic words,

I know they don't really mean anything.



Empty waves upon the air,

How much you all pretend to care.



Just leave me alone,

Let me go back to who I once was.



The kid you would never talk to.



Just let me be,

Leave me alone.

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Kai Rentz's picture

in my opinion, the people that say let me alone the most, really would rather have you stay.

your in depth about how you feel.
and it's rough some times.
but that's what i like about it.

don't let anyone ever tell you to revise anything.
(only revise it of your own accord.

you have a voice
that no one else has.
remember that when you write.