As I stand here, at the edge of the cliff,
I feel the sun on my face & the wind in my hair
My life is playing before me, going on & on
Forgotten moments flash by, heart ache & laughter
Open eyes I see in the mirror as I stand alone
Real or not. this is who I am
Through it all, I was able to keep my chin up
Here & now my head is dropped, my spirits down
Everything that matters disappeared from view
Sisters in crime, my very best friends
They slowly drifted away, drifted out to sea
All of them promised to hold me through it all
Raw are the wounds they left in my sides
Sores they opened with their own actions
Because I am not perfect
Even now, after everything, I am still a mess
Folded into a small little ball that stands by itself.
Old. I feel old & weary.
Roads that go on forever are all I've traveled on
Every few yearsI find a nice park to spend time in
I never realized that it was simply a mirage
Only when you've spent too many months.
Useless months enjoying what isn't even there.
Fear will grip you once you realize you're lost
All that time, you believed you knew where you were
Let it go. Time & time again I find something t hold on to, you can too.
Listen to the wind, whistling to you, calling for you
Allow yourself to feel the way the world swallows you
Live. Before it's too late, live.
I know you're scared, so am I.
Come, the time is near for us.
I can feel it, shut your eyes, take me hand,
And fall into the darkness.
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