Treacherous ground
rocky paths
jagged like glass
cut into my hands
Struggling and fighting
to climb higher above it
my feet lose their balance
and I slip further down
Pain on my flesh
as I see places of safety
rush before my eyes
and still I fall
with nothing to hold onto
Never truly felt
believing I was
Hurting deeper each time
for what would never be
Even with my
sweetest perfection
never being met
all I could offer was me -
and it wasn't enough
Still falling and feeling
but knowing less
and saying little
I remain as always...
Alone
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