I am through.
No longer know
what to do.
If I ever did
truth be told.
Confusion is now
mine to hold.
Turning this way
and
turning that way
is now what I do
all through each day.
No longer able to
care.
No longer the strength
to even dare.
No longer want to
be here.
No longer want
to be there.
In the sun I stare.
Blinded by the light.
Even through the
dark night.
Cloudy vision.
Cloudy sight.
No longer on a
mission.
No longer in the
fight.
Not even the strength
for anymore
wishing.
Just done.
Just through.
No longer able to run
this hopeless race.
Rain running down
my face.
No more ideas to be
found.
Can't even make a
sound.
This crushing weight
I can no longer bear.
Not even sure of the
date.
No longer concerned
about the wait.
All my hopes have
been
burned.
No longer a yearn.
I have learned.
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