The curtains close
the clock is stopped -
the wood floor creaks
during the walk...
Demons hover
angels soar high -
the key turns quietly
as they die...
Sharp shards cut
the bloody flow -
secrets buried
no one will know...
history hides
beneath the dirt -
as the haunted live
walking the earth.
Save it for
the ride home -
save it until
you are alone...
You can let it
all out then -
by yourself
at least till ten...
Where you can
hide in privacy -
and let the tears
all flow freely.
Tears rim my eyes
as I feel defeated -
so many times
I have repeated...
Choices that kill
and clog my mind -
with people who are
rude and unkind...
I feel mistakes
have ruined my hope -
I find it difficult
just to cope...
I don't hold belief
in anything here -
as I watch all
happiness disappear.
Things are about to get
completely real -
I'm about to express
exactly how I feel...
What I will put up with
what I won't do -
what I have decided
I will pursue...
I have one shot
and this is my time -
I will dictate
what will be mine...
I don't need anyone
ever at all -
my life, my choices
and my call.
Well here it is
it's been a year -
I'm kind of shocked
that I'm still here...
There is good
and there is bad -
I suppose it's better
than what I had...
Some things loom
in front of me -
All I can do
is wait and see...
if the dream
becomes reality -
and that vision
comes to be.
