Back to the world of the living
trying to find a happy medium
between the taking and giving
wondering if at last i will find
the things i have been missing
the things taken for granted by so many...
Back from the land of the dead
Just what were the triggers,
what was going through my head?
when it would have been so easy
to talk to someone instead,
to have that special someone so many lack
a sounding board, an honest voice
is one tine in a two-pronged attack...
Back from the depths of despair
dark thoughts and foolish reasoning
lie in the darkness, waiting there
The mirror is dark and twisted
when your peering up from there
and everything else becomes distorted
making clear thought almost impossible...
Back to the world as it truly is,
back to the things that remain
the world doesn't whirl for me
so it is i who must make a change
Stranger things have happened
stronger souls have failed
straighter paths have been taken
but i travel on the road i've paved
let us walk together for a while
guide each other in the passing miles
catch each other when we take a stumbling step
for i've not met one who at times
does not need an other's help...
11-21-11
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