my life is a circus, and i'm not laughing.
seeking a shallow spot, away from the lime light,
one where i can slip away to think,but still sneak a peek at the world from your view.
Misfortune, of mine; how you are so abundant.
You run rampant on my world.
And take nest within my soul.
why can't we break things off, and bask in the sunshine.
i want to take baby steps, that are more like wide leaps.
over the stages, pot holes, the trip ups of this internal grief.
why me? i ask. what have i done?
to turn into this shady mind, that turns and turns then runs.
i wish i could figure out just how to fight.
but instead i keep thinking when day turns to night.
i just wanna win this war. i just want some peace.
but then if i really did find it...
would i still be me?
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