Sometimes a stone unturned
Is better off that way
The sludge and turmoil
Of mistakes gone by
running through my debris field
as I drive on by I avoid this mess
Do I suppress, or will I compress
my bad choices of self destruction
Trying to let it all go
never to forget but to remind myself
the path of destruction I left behind
has never truly escaped my mind
I can look back and forget where I am
I can move forward and never look back
I can fool myself into thinking that neither will occur
A fool am I for suggesting I'm OK
Tell tale signs of weariness
Foggy eyes and dreariness
I Stand by myself in disappointment
Day by day I try to grow
A heartfelt search and cleansing thought
To feel the pains and have no patience
For the pains to diminish and go away
Living is learning and finding my way
I pressure myself to be the rock
The strength and reassurance to know I'm not
any good to anybody til I right my own ship
That life has given me an I.V. drip
Slowly I work towards a peaceful end
Look beyond my weakest traits
Where is the finish line to my personal race
To win my life every single day
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