Here I am, fragile,
feeling every word;
On the pages
In the songs
as well as those,
left unsaid,
unheard
Trying to pick a single point on the timeline where I could trace this feeling back to. Isolation, frustration, stagnation in motivation, deterioration of time spent smiling. Profiling the soul in the mirror according to standards set beyond self. To this day I still feel like a fool asking for help, leaving me even more foolish.
I distanced myself at an early age
My front door led you into walls that yelled with rage
..Instead of feeling trapped in a cage..
I escaped
and made, anything else, my new stage
This came with new pains
Emotionally vulnerable too often
In other people I would get lost in
Always worried about others' mindstates and the toll I would cost them
Love
Here it is, there it goes.
Bliss-ridden, to ill-imposed
I found sanctuary in trebutaries when searching for a river,
Stayed way too long because I liked to be a giver
Found the lake to be desirable when where I was would no longer deliver
Satisfaction
Quick actions kept me on my feet.
Body language no longer discrete
I had to keep going, when too often I'd retreat, to the other body's will
Inhaled too much agua, messed me up worse than any pill
and there were many
Changing scenery, because the greenery was calling me.
Every space in the land, I would fall in between
Realized I gave more love out, than I did to me
Then I found reflection, gazing into the sea.
On the other side I had told Ryan to breathe
Haunted by disconnects and a dad's passing
Leaving voids where there was no chance to meet
Spent just a little time alone to grieve
But spent too long looking at wounds,
watching them bleed.
Now infected and lightheaded
I'm slowly fading
Seeds of sadness have been embedded
Here I am living for the grading
Still unsure of what life I'm making
Succumbed to sorrow right now, that I can't get to shaking
Say what you will, but I refuse to be faking
I've been roughed up, mind and body scraping,
Knowing I've been the cause of much forsaking.
I'd run too if there was something I was chasing
I age feeling uncomplacent
living in and out of various basements
Feeling the cold like bare skin on the pavement
Date night with a book and a hook in my lip
I'll let you know if I make a move if I can ever get a grip
Drained and increasingly pained with every wasted water drip
Ego, couldn't **** it
So it asks, why do I have to go through this?
...Into the abyss, I slip...
Of course this song comes on,
The universe knows I'm sad
Thinking of the things I possibly could have had,
Dealing with the toxic and absent, I felt abandoned and mad.
Our chance came and went like a fad
But people cross paths like the colors that make up plaid
I didn't ever know where I was going
So I sat and watched the people fly by too fast
I tried making things last
& lost sight of the now
Supplying laughs as a class clown
But underneath the paint I wore a frown.
This is whatever, we all get down.
Tomorrow when I wake
I'll pick myself up off the ground
Until then though, my throat will know no sounds.