I'm eluding my colors and fading to black
I've come to the crossroads there's no turning back
I'm lost in this hell, this concept of me
This painful desire to set myself free
What are the choices that i should have made
Why didnt i listen to the life i craved?
When will i realize this was not meant to be
This withering lifeless body of me
How did i get here, and why did i go?
When did my  breaths become achingly slow
Why didnt i listen or pretend that i see,
How can i be living this dying of me

carolann

I am rapidly falling
my soul bares the trauma.
Eyes seeing years
now reduced to a comma.

Faded I remain,
Left tarnished and jaded.
Emptiness echoes through
this soul long evaded.

Consuming the spaces
where dreams once did guide me.
I now pause, cry release
from this grip that confines me.

Memories now voiceless
lay fragrant in silence.

I grow tired of this
uncaring exposure.
I struggle to regain
once familiar composure.

Remaining suspended
between an illusion so hollow.
Tears are the only
company to follow.

I can only cry
as i now understand.... this journey
i've started,  has claimed its demand.

carolann