Oct 2015
I'm falling in more ways than one...
....once again the cycle resets.
It takes so much to stay standing,
to remain firmly grounded.
When I feel happiness...
sadness follows in the absence,
replacing the gratefulness I should feel.
This discontent, stirs my emotions,
into a never-ending turmoil.
I am consumed in my greed.
The tease is never enough.
This life refuses to be fabricated.
Pieces lay scattered among the dust.
These winds never relent,
making it impossible to gather the crumbs.
Unable to make determinations from the debris,
I cannot seem to collect myself.
Brief bursts of effort, come and go...
this energy, so difficult to muster.
Without consistency, I am faltering..
never steady and always full of extreme highs and lows.
Now that I've tasted life with you,
I am bound to torture...
..the torture of being without your love.
In every aspect of my life,
I am getting most of what I need....
just not enough of it.
I have family with me.....but not enough of them.
I have the love of my life.....but not by my side each day.
I have two jobs.....but not enough money to cover those needs, or any wants.
I have clothing.....but they are worn and need replacing.
I have food.....but just barely an appetite.
I am hardly able to keep myself together,
physically or mentally....
....I can't seem to stop falling,
regardless of the several times I keep getting back up.
The last hope I have to hold onto, is you.
I need the strength you give me, to face the day.
I need the love you give me, to keep the sadness away.
I need you to hold me, and tell me it's going to be okay.
I need to be able to share the love in my heart,
that I hold only for you.
You are the glue to my life; what is keeping me together.
I'm sorry...
....once again the cycle resets.
It takes so much to stay standing,
to remain firmly grounded.
When I feel happiness...
sadness follows in the absence,
replacing the gratefulness I should feel.
This discontent, stirs my emotions,
into a never-ending turmoil.
I am consumed in my greed.
The tease is never enough.
This life refuses to be fabricated.
Pieces lay scattered among the dust.
These winds never relent,
making it impossible to gather the crumbs.
Unable to make determinations from the debris,
I cannot seem to collect myself.
Brief bursts of effort, come and go...
this energy, so difficult to muster.
Without consistency, I am faltering..
never steady and always full of extreme highs and lows.
Now that I've tasted life with you,
I am bound to torture...
..the torture of being without your love.
In every aspect of my life,
I am getting most of what I need....
just not enough of it.
I have family with me.....but not enough of them.
I have the love of my life.....but not by my side each day.
I have two jobs.....but not enough money to cover those needs, or any wants.
I have clothing.....but they are worn and need replacing.
I have food.....but just barely an appetite.
I am hardly able to keep myself together,
physically or mentally....
....I can't seem to stop falling,
regardless of the several times I keep getting back up.
The last hope I have to hold onto, is you.
I need the strength you give me, to face the day.
I need the love you give me, to keep the sadness away.
I need you to hold me, and tell me it's going to be okay.
I need to be able to share the love in my heart,
that I hold only for you.
You are the glue to my life; what is keeping me together.
I'm sorry...
Copyright ©2015 Jamie Johnson
