Not Again

I don't think I can fall again

Its so far and so hard (this is me saying when)

I don't think I'll survive

The agony of losing again will bury me alive

Its the last time I'll put myself through this

A self-inflicted wound like a slit of the wrist

 

I more than wish I was blind so as not to see that smile and those eyes

They burn through my soul like your little white lies

I lost trust in almost all, all but you

And now I'm getting the feeling I'm going to lose more than trust with you

 

Crimson pain flows from me like these words from my tongue

And I'm drowning in my words like water filling my lungs

The bleeding would stop if there was someone to bandage my wounds

I can feel myself slipping away (I hope my savior comes soon)

 

I can control almost everything, everything but my heart

It pulls and tugs, rips me apart

If only it would guide me to an end to the torment

If only mercy were sent

If only it would rejoice with happiness instead of wallow in sadness

Reviews

[John Parker]

Excelent write.....dark yet has that touch of hope in it also.......just stopped by to review and say welcome to the writers cafe......hope to get to read more of your work in the future....