I beg of you oh, what could be done?

I worry about you

Don’t say things like there aren’t that many people who want to get to know the real you. Just as there are those who don’t, there are also those who do and always will do.

Just wait for the exceptional work of fate coz you haven’t met them yet, wait until we cross paths

It wouldn’t be that very long.


What are you so anxious about?

Them only wanting to destroy you, you might as well give them the false credit

like a child you hide in your crib, crying and just crying perhaps,

hoping that someone will notice

To reach their arms and hold you

If only we could grasp everything in our hands except that glorious memory

would matters be any different had you chosen to express what taught your heart to cry the worst of pain?


I couldn’t as of the moment be any much of a help

as you can see you and I seem to be brought by the same world but held differently in time and space

You talk ahead of yourself, see the view beyond others

is that why you feel so lonely; so awfully miserable?

Try so hard to keep it in to know what happiness or if it would be enough


Look at you always talking sad words disguised as fun and a pint of logic

but look at what you’ve done to yourself

how you have allowed such suffering to torment you

Always telling me to leave you you’re fine

See what you’ve done, what a pity

You abandoned me; abandoned me I’m speechless


How else do you expect me to live this world full of life and smiles

All the lies, all the pain you threw them all over me at once

What am I supposed to do with these tears?

I pray to the stars to fall at once and exchange your tears with those tiny lights

I can only touch and taste bitter memories of you


Why bring this to yourself, I want to resent you; resent you ending it all

leaving me not a word of a faint goodbye

How cruel are your songs they kill me every time I hear the notes rise and fall

with nothing to do despite all the means I could have done, oh, if they were your tiny screams

Oh, what could be done?


Don’t you see this world doesn’t necessarily have to love you or accept you,

wouldn’t it be enough to have few but feels so much?

Thoughts about dying, loneliness, and judgment

What would I have done instead or how if there was any way I could save you

tell me please tell me


I want to beg you like this forgetting all that we have done

all the happiness now abandoned, forgotten by your

cruel acts of suicide


Oh what could be done; what could I have done, please

it’s saddening my heart spins like crazy looking out for answers

but none has appeared except those glorious days full of regrets and sorrows…




2 thoughts on “I beg of you oh, what could be done?

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