I speak sentences loaded with honesty. I pull back the hammer and shoot. I fight for the answers, digging franticly on my knees to uncover the root. What I find is dead and broken branches bare and withered now where there once was fruit. This is me, this is who I am, I have lost sight of what I need in life and frankly have not cared. Forgetting about the things that I have made it through and the life that has been spared. So I still believe in the light that shines and will never die, but I have walked away and found that it’s me I need to find. I believe I am grounded and trust that I am set in my way. But the more I meet people and listen to their beliefs I have been forced to admit I sway. Trusting in people that mislead me taking me in the wrong direction as the sun sets in to this ever, darkening grey. This blackness that consumes even the most level minded, is now the perfect definition of the walls I am confined in. The emptiness I see in this room has made me feel numb, with a number of emotions adding up and my fear is the sum. As I scream with feelings that are destroying me do you even hear my call? Or is it your plan to see me find bottom? It must please you to see me fall. The tears that burn my face, will they ever see an end? Or will they continue to make this river to wash away my sins? Am I crossing the line with the questions that I’m asking? Well my apology is yours to keep but my curiosity is everlasting.
"AK"
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