Feeling
Why does it seem like forever and a day?
when all you want to do is hide away?
a never ending feeling of panic, desperation and fear
when your alone when no one is near
What's the point of being alive?
When you aren't living all you do is survive
The light in the tunnel is nowhere in sight
All you can do is struggle and fight
Is it my fault do I need to do more?
Have I lost the plot don’t I realise the score?
Why cant somebody make it alright?
Make me feel better make me sleep at night?
Food was a comfort it numbed the pain
But now its useless because it's been used again and again
Wanting to scream but no voice will come out
Lost and confused what do I scream about?
Wanting to cope with all this on my own
My innermost feelings I don’t want to be shown
People around me trying to aid
But all my hope is starting to fade ...
Sarah Wardle
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The Truth
This shows my scares of all that ales,
Contains the myths and fairytales,
Reveals my tread on broken glass,
Shows tears and fears that all surpass.
The want for love and future plans,
Shows just how great are life’s demands,
But in this world of broken dreams,
Should show that nothings what it seems.
So plans will change from old to new,
As Gods torment we all go through,
But in this world, at points we sit,
Feeling sure we’ve strived enough of it.
It seems that in this fractured mold,
We’re deemed to do just as we’re told,
This fractured mold of Gods great gift,
The worlds weight we are all forced to lift.
Not one is special nor one is true,
Not one will lift your weight for you,
So in this world of selfish wealth,
We must all learn to lift ones self.
To lift ones self, it can be done,
But everyone sometimes needs someone,
At certain times to shed their tear,
Containing each and every fear.
So myths and tales from times of pass,
Be lost within that hourglass,
For now I see that all is clear,
And I am not alone in here.
I see the truth that nothings true,
I see captive souls and mental flu,
I see in this world of timed surpass,
That we all walk on broken glass.
Alec Brown © 2003 |
