October.20.2003
Trisha Barrek Hopkins
Once again I'm in a losing battle
Lost with no place to hide
As I walk I feel my bones rattle
Once again my heart has died
These thoughts to stop I've tried
Day and night I just go on crying
I have no more strength
Just let me go on dying
Once again to myself I fight
To myself I keep lying
This battle of mine is so long in length
Truth is no one is out there
Who will for me go that extra mile
No one for me to care
I just want this frown to go away
So I can smile
But nothing nice people can say
To show I mean something
To let me know they hear
But It's just games they play
Being alone is my biggest fear
Hurt is what I feel everyday
God is so unfair
What is left is hatered
To my heart you bring
A lasting tear
No one with me
Wants to forever be by my side
No one wants to stay
When they see me they turn around to hide
With me they don't want to be
I must remain alone
Till my dying day
And my heart
It turned back to stone
No more do I care
What people have to say
Because getting close to me will anyone dare
Copyright
This one
We do have similar writing styles and I think this one could be transformed into a tragic song. What I have learned while making songs is that sometimes you have to trim the poem to fit with the music. It's probably the most painful part of songmaking.
"To show I mean something
To let me know they hear
But It's just games they play
Being alone is my biggest fear
Hurt is what I feel everyday"
My favorite stanza out of the poem. I struggle with this situation much myself.
I liked it
But not the part
That hurts me.
Or you either
For that matter.