Stuck In The Same Sad Place

Holding onto to everything
That’s already been pronounced dead
Time to let go of everything
That’s piling up in my head

So why can’t I break the ties
Why can’t I just move on
I can’t seem to except
That my dreams have gone

Round and round like a cruel parade
The memories dance and swirl
I could have been so much
I was always dreaming as a little girl

But some things never come through
No matter how you hope and pray
And if they come close to you …
They just slip away.

Now I have no dreams, I have no hope
Each night I curl up with my knife
Few deep slices, a cascade of tears
As I wonder what’s happened to my life.

© Copyright Sharon Ardern 2005