TheTrip Down
When is it time to come down and I'am pushed to the ledge.
Deep inside I know
I'am scared to face the edge....
Looking honestly into my eyes,
lost and faded I do realize.
Disapointed in the person I see
and it is hard to admit
the person Is me.
Ashamed,
for I have been seting aside,
all the things
keeping my heart alive.
Turning my back,
trying to hide.
Little sweet inocence,
and all the importent things
I do neglect.
In the end there will be
nothing but
endless regret.
And For What?
For,,,,
needing a distraction to cover up the pain,
Selfish of me,
for only blocking my eyes from the rain.
Unsteady I move from day to day.
Stupid,
for I know
I'am going the wrong way.
How could I just watch
wasteing moments
as they go bye so fast,
knowing that time
is one thing that will not last.
It has been far to long since I could say,
I have given it all i had to give.
And I'am proud of the life I live.
I know I'am breathing
But so much of me is dead.
It is hard to think
when I don't even understand the thoughts
in my own head.
All because I wanted to particapate,
Now, I'm addicted to a easy excape.
Blinded by the cloudiness that I create
All for what I now intake,
holding onto a glass that will someday brake.
By Tracy McDaniel
© 2008 Tracy McDaniel
(All rights reserved)
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