Turning Point
I've been stuck in this cycle, going around.
Every day feels the same, I'm losing ground.
Searching for a sign, a reason to fight, Wishing for a change, dreaming of the light.
When will the dawn break through the night? When will my life turn around, I plead?
Longing for hope, for a heart that’s free.
Echoes in my mind, they never die, Waiting for the moment when I can fly.
Thoughts in my head, they haunt me still, Chasing shadows, it’s a test of will.
Every road I take seems to lead me back, To the same dark place where I feel so sad.
I can't seem to find my way out of this maze. When will my life turn around, I plead? Longing for hope, for a heart that’s free.
Echoes in my mind, they never die, Waiting for the moment when I can fly.
Someday I’ll find my way, I’ll break free, Waiting for the sun to shine on me.
Created by
JoAnne Gugliemotto
Kenny B Lewis
10/18/2024
https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/4.0/
Jun 22, 2025
Jun 22, 2025 at 7:27 AM UTC
The night falls so swiftly the darkness over comes
As the moonlights up the sky the transients begin there cry
The motor bikes soar as they are looking to score.
Greed, theivery and dispair floats thru the night air.
They are watched from a distance Indulging in sinfull ways
with begging brings a penny or two to get them thru the day.
asking for
assistance as they are watching your every move.
We close our eyes and turn away
Life is starving with dispair Is their no repair
The streets are lonely and ***** no where to sleep pushing and pulling carts full of stuff we throw at their feet.
Everyday struggling to survive.
Uniforms push them around making life more shallow as they are already eating off the ground.
Lost souls walking ,waiting for a chance to excape
People have no refuge
Scamming to get high hoping for the next free ride
Always confused and no self worth being criticized ,boy if only they had a clue.
You will Surely be changed living life in the dark,smelting heat ,dusty wind ,darkness is here this is all they have now.
Once you land here stay your distance the forces will pull you in and you will never get out. Dont even try to be a scout.
So forget who you were and rest assure.
The heat will melt your soul
Always watching behind you and nothing's ever there.
Is this what the future fortells ? hold on to your shirt tails.
Hell on earth is what they say
No one lends a hand and no one cares as they are only thinking of themselves
Warp sense of morals all for a buck or the next hit.
What a ***** horrible place this life can be in this city in AZ
Poor you poor me its not the place to be.
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 11:15 PM UTC
My life is no life in any light
My heart feels only pain even breathing has weakend my soul.
I look into the eyes of delectation and feel despair
I beg for some jubilation to take my soul and release me from misery
thats all I see and feel is the dispair in my eyes
How can one look unto another in this way and insert nothing but evil and then portray glee for the deminishing of their heart
Double bladed are the Hippocrates that adore admiration.
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 2:50 AM UTC
When you put your life on the back burner
To help a lost soul find its way ,then your life will be filled
With gratification and you then will feel
Completely worth all that you sacraficed.
For their is no better reward than to make a difference to someone other than yourself.
Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 6:59 PM UTC
Up all night sleep all day nothing ever gets done
My focus is deminished my goals are no longer what I loved is dead to me and my smile will never be
I feel no love anymore and no happimess for this is what I picked.I feel as if I am in a mud sinking in the earth alone and sick
I lost everything
I am so ashamed
Trapped in a plastic tube with a sharp point dulling with every pull
I did this to myself to hide my pain this is the new me no future no goals no self respect and no self esteam I feel like Im insane.
I cant look
in the mirror for I am afraid of who I see just emptiness its like looking at a ghost that was once me
I pray that someday I will wake up from this hell I live .
And someday feel alive
Hopefully I will survive
As the days keep coming I see less and less one day I will awake and see no more .
There is nothing left ,what can I expect
what happened to me and why ?
I could never confess.
I live a life of hell why did I allow such weakness to prevail
Its the rush of my new found friend
As its drags me down and leaves me to drown.
Who ever thought as the feeling was to good
We keep chasing the high only to face the devil with his deceptive way
oh how we will pay
Chasing the high that will
Never be the same .
lost it all
no fortune or fame
I leave old memories and laughs for a dark future
For one day you may want to chase the rush please understand no one survives this evil thrush.
Its, over
you loose everything never to be the same .
Your addicted
only making things worse you must be insane
many years of torture many years of despair
For now your life is beyond repair
no one really cares
I cant breathe no more for all I see is darkness no thought no feelings alone in a wooden box rotting away
no high no life
I threw it all away
Was it really worth it?
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 11:37 AM UTC