Don't own them, it's easier that way.
Easier
It's easier to speak
In broken whispers
"I won't struggle,"
Hang my head, "no sir."
It's easier to hang
Bloody from the rack
In numb silence not
Trying to fight back
It's easier to pretend
That I won't break
Doing the right thing.
How much can I take?
It's easier to stop
Thinking, to breathe
Not even his memory
Brings me relief
It's easier to take
Comfort in a knife
And just forget
That I had a life
and I'll
….just
fade…
…….away
…it's easier that way….