| Wish These Were My Last (A Response to "These Aren't My Last Words") By: The Bard's Apprentice I know you want to hold me. I know you feel my pain. I see it reflected in your eyes, As you call out my name. You say that you’ve been through this – -- You know just what it’s like To sit there trying not to hear As they drive in the spike. But even then you had them, Fans cheering in the wings, Family and friends who clapped and laughed “Look! She can even dance and sing!” I don’t think you’ve ever been all alone. That, yes that’s the thing. Maybe your heart was broken Isn’t everyone’s some times? But you probably had someone to run to, Confessing all his crimes. I hate to sound so bitchy, To complain so, ranting on. But this fear that lives within me … Why won’t you just be gone?! Just leave me here, Alone in this room! I might be happier In my own little cocoon. I’m used to this, and besides, I’m sure I’ll be gone soon. I feel guilty that I’m hurting you, That I’m leaving you behind. But you’ll get over it; You’re strong and very kind. Someone else will comfort you, Of that be quite assured. There’ll always be someone to dry your tears, After all you might have endured. I don’t want you to be here. There’s nothing you can do. “I won’t let you lock me out,” you so comfortingly coo. Don’t you see that that’s not helping! That that won’t pull me through! But I know you won’t let go. So I‘ll give in just for now. You can hold me close & cry And I won’t take my final bow. These stars are fading fast now, As the sky turns to dark blue. And I can’t help but think, ‘Won’t you just hurt me, too?’ |