As I walk the tightrope
On the edge of sanity
I silently scream
Making my pleas
Shall I topple either way
Lose my footing in a daze
Which side will I land?
If I land at all
Where'll I fall?
Fooling you
Fooling me
Inside my mind I make my plea
Please help me understand
Understand what I don't know
I make my way on tippy-toes
Whilst living life on a throe
Throw away, throw my mind
I need to leave my past behind
Behind me is another door
The door I think I'm striving for
I need to I turn, I need to go
For you, for me, for who, who knows?
Follow me, keep me safe
Trying not to contemplate
I'm scared, I'm lost, I've lost my mind
I'm wondering who is behind
Behind it all or is it fate?
Because of all the mess I've made
A turmoil of emotions spat out onto a page, this is at the very least an overdue release.
Syllable count is off key all over, I may re-work in time or I may not but for now I'm just happy it's out. © Karen L Hamilton