Shattered to pieces
Forgotten the light
I’m sorry
I cannot be everything
You want me to be
Forgive me
For being imperfect
Flawed
Defective
I’m not the sparkling jewel you want.
Ineloquent
Self-conscious
My bleeding fist
Through the mirror
Is the true reflection
Of how I feel.
This bitter cold darkness
Has crept in,
Tainting the light.
This can’t be real,
You wouldn’t know
The real me,
Even if I showed you.
You wouldn’t want to anyway.
One more smile,
One more wave,
One more lonely glance,
I can get through this day.
I lost myself
And I don’t know
Where to find me.
The mask has been on
For far too long
I don’t know
Who I am anymore.
Vicious thoughts take over,
Ravaging my brain.
Careening out of control,
I stumble around.
When will my voice
Finally go above
This wretched ceiling
Thursday, February 5, 2009
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Wow... good man. Good.
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