Sitting here once again,
The dawns not too far off
Listening to the melodies
As i start to quietly cough
There's still so much to do
But i can't bring myself
To overcome this challenge
That's sitting upon the shelf
I'll just sit here till
The night grows to dusk
Thinking through everything
That i should've moved past.
Sitting here alone,
Like it used to be
Just me fighting on my own
Just fighting, just for me.
Fighting my own battles,
With no one else to worry
Not needing to think
or having to say sorry
Breaking all the rules
Hoping that it'd be
the last fight i'd have
That i'd be set free
But now the implications
Worry me through the night
Why can't i just move past this
Just win this god damn fight.
Struggling i remain in control
Though i must apologise to all
I'm sorry I can't beat this now
I'm sorry I can't stop my fall.
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Wow this is really written well. Sad, but it is expressed with a lot of emotions. Sometimes we all get over are heads with other peoples drama and its good to sit back and pick up the pieces. Don't let yourself fall to deep, make sure you have an out, a way to climb back out. Thanks for sharing. Good to see you writing again, been awhile.



