So afraid to break something
A person, an object anything and everything
I don't want to get too close
Very afraid I'll knock something over
My emotions run alongside of my mind and body
So afraid to fail again
Too afraid to fall on my face
My daily routine has become very routine
The fears I feel are like never before
I don't want to meet people, I don't like them
Assuming they are all horrible people like Me
I stay away from most old and anything new
My knowledge of firsthand pain
Makes me gun shy and very timid
This side of me is so foreign to me
I walk away from opportunities to hurt anymore
My plans to get out and take a trip
To the beach and mountains to take some pictures
A trip to see Brandon and my grandsons
I miss my boys even if I wasn't a good father
My thoughts take me to a better time
When I was loved, admired and taken care of
When I lost all of that I now realized
I was never deserving and I'm better off without it all
In being honest with myself I could never go back
So afraid to break it all again
I'm weak, I'm broken and don't care about shit
I just want to go away!
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