Monday, November 5, 2007

Alone

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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