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Kasaundra Watta Oct 2010
Left alone to survive
in a world, unsurvivable
graspin onto anything
knowing life is faint, is undeniable
trying deeply to put faith
toward something unrealiable

stepping closer to something
shining very black and dank
stooping apon a ledge, trying
to think, but drawing a blank
when your whole body goes numb
and all reasonable thoughts have sank

when pullin you closer
to the black darkness starts,
and once you fall to your death
your world is suddenly ripped apart
while your body goes pale
you realize you have no beat to your heart
Inspired By {Papa Roach(:}
bella 1d
lots of leaves and tall trees
a blue house staring over me

a feeling alone, mocking me

orange sky and ease
angst building as the sun deepens

can i ever be set free?

from this cycle that witholds me-
recurring power to negativity and gloom

can positivity really be enough for me?

to keep rising again, through dark space-
only able to rely on me

light in obvious places, scares me
a trick waiting to point and tease

doors that seem to be js a push away-

yet i pull

im all in on the losing side of tug a war
once i fall only i can pick myself back up

fear in things that might not be as they seem
balance is key

lack of hope is what gets me
impending doom within me

romanticizing potential like a love novel-
too good to be true

neglect: a forever question of truth

unrealiable feel of belong-
only love can make me feel so small

— The End —