Last Words Of a Man
by ~ShadowlessFoxI want to see you cry.
All of you.
Cry and ache, with sobs and whimpers, with tears of black.
All of you which tossed my kindness to the trash like it was a borrowed toy. All og you who couldn't fit it in your heart and mind that there may have been a person who actually cared. All of you who never appreciated anything. all of you who never said 'thank you', who never gave back the love I gave or tried to give you.
All of you to whom I opened up and gave everything, and the answer was a big and provocative lie.
I want you to understand what you had and what you lost. Because these are my last words. And everyone who's known and loved me will understand and will not be offended and they'll cry too. Them, I forgive. Because I know they where always close to me as much as I was to them. I always knew that there was and would be an equal and fare trade, one that no one asked for, they just gave.
All of those who opened up to me but couldn't bear the simple and clear truth which i gave with all my heart. All of those who listened to my advice quietly, cursing inside. All of those who trew away my words from their heads like they were dust on an old dusty shelf.
Because they didn't have the courage to go against anything. They wanted to sit and pretend to listen just so I could finish. Finish with my kindness, because I gave them a lot and they were offended, they weren't used to it.
I want to see you cry. Just in case now you don't have me around you, maybe you'll understand what you once had and now you don't.
Because such is the nature of man. Ungreatful, greedy, with memory only for whatever bad happened to them.
That's how he rolls.
He needs it.
He wants it.
To feel mioserable and excuse himself.
To feel comfortable.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I ever wanted to get close to you and teach you about good and right, love and care, I'm sorry.
Because you weren't worthy, not of the first nor of the millionth chance you were given.
And now I want you to be sorry. Not for something I did. But for something I will never do to you again.



















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Such a lonely day...it's mine. If you go, I want to go with you and if you die, I want to die with you. Take your hand and walk away.