There's a thought fueling in my head
I'm not all that sure I know what it is
But there it sits, waiting for me to give in
And let it cloud and shadow everything I'm living with
And somewhere
Someone
Is singing along with me
Screaming at the skies and all the bitter memories
And someday
Someone
Will be standing by my side
To reassure my heart and mind that everything's alright
This is not that place
No, this is not that day
I take a breath
A sudden step
And I'm slipping off the edge
This is not the way
No, this is not what's safe
I turn my head
Get blindsided
And I'm falling right back in
My eyes are growing darker
So weary from this life
I'm tearing at this armor
Trying so hard to hold inside
The walls that sanctify
The threat level is high
And somewhere
Someone
Is trying to get free
To break the chains, shed what remains
And find a life worth living in
And someday
Someone
Will find a way to me
To take my hand, in happenstance
And find the freedom from all this
But this is not that place
No, this is not that day
I breath again
And burn within
I'm falling from the ledge
This is not the way
No, this is not what's safe
I close my eyes
Look deep inside
And land amidst my sins
I can't stay down
I've got to rise up
I can't fade now
Can't say "ENOUGH"
Somewhere
Someday
Someone will reach in
To end the falls, and raze the walls
That I am living in
But this is not that place
No, this is not that day
And you are not the one
Who makes me feel I'm safe
No, this is not that place
And this is not that day
And you are not the one
Who makes it go away
Falling
from it is a rough ride.
no stepping off cliffs
i certainly understand it.
nicely emotive
you do this well,
be blessed
Koko~
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
Good luck. Lol. Maybe call
Good luck. Lol.
Maybe call it, "Where's The Nearest Liquor Store"
...no sincerely...hope all is well with you. ♡♥♡
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Three blocks north on the right
Oh, wait, never mind. Thought you needed directions to the liquor store...
Great title, though.
All is well. This was just another random inspiration.
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr
Cool Write.
The search end yet? Did u find that liquor store, I may need directions later. Title: Falling, or Cliffnotes. ; D ~ Lady A ~