I have given it all my best
treated you better than rest
left cold and lonely in the trail
of these tears that stream my face
like a gypsy, i've traveled around
to find that one and simple place
to call home and know it will all end
but failure seems to be my only trend
as a parent
as a friend
as a husband
as a employee
times like this i just wanna disappear
into the mist that is floating above my head
instead i lie here screaming in the pillow on my bed
what is wrong with me i continue to ask myself
why does my body hate me so much
where is the cure or the doctor to help me
the push
the shove
the back
the forth
yet here i am more angry again
all i want is a warm embrace
and a kiss on my long face
to be held and know that in fact
it will be better someday
will i ever be able to function fully
on every level
love
home
sex
work
parent
was there a spell put on me from the devil himself
for me to just sit and rot like some book on a shelf
someone please come open up this book
and you will see deep within if you only look
that i am dying
that i am screaming
that i am good
and take me away from it all
even for a second
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