What to Do

by Bleeding Fantasy   Jun 28, 2006


The words slowly build up inside of my mind
But to gain the courage to speak them is going to take time
I need to calculate the damage that this could create
Maybe ruined lives and self destruction is in our written fate
Should I speak what lies within and spill my heart of all it holds?
Or bottle it up 'til the blood flows and the seams suddenly dissolve?

Mustn't sell myself short or put my heart on the line
Shouldn't fall prisoner to my emotions in life's tragic design
I'll keep my head above water even if it means losing you
Sketch your image into my mind if it's the last thing that I do

I feel so out of place and confused about where I belong
Because in reality I don't fit in and you can't prove me wrong
You've got your own happy little world but it's far from being perfect
Yet you refuse to see the faults and therefore must suffer the after-effect
I wont be there to catch you when you fall to your knees
Spiraling out of control, be warned, there's no cure for this disease

Never have you taken into account how your life may affect mine
Push me into the dark when you feel I've stepped out of line
Am I really that hard to comprehend, to understand?
Or am I forever to keep my head buried deep in the sand?
Answer me this, have I reached the end of my existence?
Entrust in me your thoughts there's no need to be resistant

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