Topic: Pickin Up The Pieces | |
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Wandering through the halls of time
I thought I had lost my mind Feeling crazy Everything was so hazy I was lost and confused No way through the maze That was my mind Freightened and alone Feeling like I had no home Not even sure I could call me my own Scary thoughts creeping into my mind Telling myself this is it The end Time has come Gotta get out No one hearing my pathetic shouts Couldn't even look at my self in mirror So afraid of what I would see Lookin back at me Tears never endin Self loathing I been creatin Hands shakin Head throbbin Just can't seem to shake it I'll never make it Pickin myself up off the floor Crawlin towards the door All I gotta do is make it through Then I'll be ok once more Pickin up the phone Prayin you're at home Cryin out your name Beggin for help I just can't do it alone Tellin you I need help So tired of the real me bein hiddin up on a shelf This duality is killin me You take me by the hand Tellin me its gonna be all right That someday I'm gonna live in the light Helpin me pick the pieces of me off the floor Walkin me through the door I'm gonna be ok once more |
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wow, that is just too real....
it's like you are inside my head... Thanks for sharing.... |
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Very Nice Poet....
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Whoa girl, makes us wonder if we will
be able at times to pick up those pieces but somehow we seem to and move on. |
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you have an awsome gift
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Great CCP...
Looks like the pieces have gotten picked up and put back afterall...(no more humpty dumpty...ok!!! Stand Tall...Be Strong... |
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Awesome!!! I share your pain CCP!
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Chubbycherpoet, i like ur poem. It really expresses true feelings out
there. I cannot truly understand some pains of those i care about but i try to relate and i really care about some people, and just as much as it hurts them when they go thru stuff, it makes me hurt too, because i feel for them, too because i care... |
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Truly awesome words Poet. Thank you.
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Thank you everyone...yes I've picked up the pieces, asmost of you know
and can tell.For those who need to pick up the pieces, call someone for help we cannot do it alone, a friend or family member is always a phone call away, if you need professional help , call ...again I cannot say it enough, we cannot do it alone.. |
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