Please.

Please just let me go.

I need to let you go.

You have to let me, let you go.

Why can’t I go back?

Back to before it was too late.

That’s all I want.

Please.

I try not to beg.

Try not to plead.

But that rule

Is not strong enough

To withstand my need.

I am not who I was.

I am standing in the ashes

Of who I used to be.

But I wasn’t quickly burned.

Not even was I warned,

I was burnt to the ground from the inside out

And not beautifully either.

I have retained

More scars

Than I have friends.

But I was the good one,

And it got me nothing.

No matter how hard I try,

No matter how much I beg,

“I want my life back!”

“I want myself back!”

I’ve gotten lost in the mask

That hides my fears.

I’ve already seen

How this is going to end.

And I don’t make it out alive.