Running and running
In a never ending circle
You feel so trapped
So enclosed and shunned
You want out
But don't know how
No idea how to get there
So you turn to drugs
Or alcohol
Or cutting
Or anything else
that destroys the person you are
Why the hell not?
That whole time you thought
you were running away,
really it was a headfirst
dive into disaster
You thought
You thought you were running away
But now you see
You see you've ran straight into
another trap, into another cage
And the saddest part yet
is that you have no idea
You have no idea
you've done it to yourself
And when you finally know
Finally figure it out
It's too late
You feel you're in too deep
It's a never ending cycle
A cage without a door
A hell for an eternity and more
But there's a way out
You have to believe
You have to jump
Just like you jumped before
But you also have to be strong
You have to remember
This isn't the end
There's still hope beneath that bell jar
I know you can do it
Can swim back to the surface
And know what it is to breathe again
You can do it
You can break free
All that time you ran
Running full speed into the dark
It can't be regained
But it doesn't mean you have to stay
You don't have to stay in the dark
Come back, take my hand
Leave it all behind
Why is it so hard now
You've done it before
When you followed the path
The one that led you here
To this desolate harrowing state
Running straight for disaster,
looking for a way out
And now you feel so lost,
so trapped
abandon it all once more
Remember what it is to breathe
To see the world for what it is
As harsh as it may be
It's so much kinder
than the world you've built
Diving head first into disaster
A tragic cycle
Forever to be repeated
To forever ensnare the weary
Running from your problems
Straight into the very abyss
of so much more pain and strife
Running
Diving
Straight for disaster
In a never ending circle
You feel so trapped
So enclosed and shunned
You want out
But don't know how
No idea how to get there
So you turn to drugs
Or alcohol
Or cutting
Or anything else
that destroys the person you are
Why the hell not?
That whole time you thought
you were running away,
really it was a headfirst
dive into disaster
You thought
You thought you were running away
But now you see
You see you've ran straight into
another trap, into another cage
And the saddest part yet
is that you have no idea
You have no idea
you've done it to yourself
And when you finally know
Finally figure it out
It's too late
You feel you're in too deep
It's a never ending cycle
A cage without a door
A hell for an eternity and more
But there's a way out
You have to believe
You have to jump
Just like you jumped before
But you also have to be strong
You have to remember
This isn't the end
There's still hope beneath that bell jar
I know you can do it
Can swim back to the surface
And know what it is to breathe again
You can do it
You can break free
All that time you ran
Running full speed into the dark
It can't be regained
But it doesn't mean you have to stay
You don't have to stay in the dark
Come back, take my hand
Leave it all behind
Why is it so hard now
You've done it before
When you followed the path
The one that led you here
To this desolate harrowing state
Running straight for disaster,
looking for a way out
And now you feel so lost,
so trapped
abandon it all once more
Remember what it is to breathe
To see the world for what it is
As harsh as it may be
It's so much kinder
than the world you've built
Diving head first into disaster
A tragic cycle
Forever to be repeated
To forever ensnare the weary
Running from your problems
Straight into the very abyss
of so much more pain and strife
Running
Diving
Straight for disaster
Author notes
Uhm.... just a thought that ran anyway in my mind trailing me along. It's sad how we try so hard to run from our problems and find ourselves in worse place than we started. And saddest yet, it's a never ending cycle. One may escape, stumble back to where he/she is supposed to be, but so many, so, so many more will venture onto the path of self destruction and bring anyone they can with them.
Comments
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This Life is Self Inflicted
I can relate to this with drugs on more levels then you know... -
holy crap kid. this could possibly be one of your best pieces that you have ever written. i love all the imagery and the metaphors, but i especially like the few accidental rhymes (or were they on purpose) i can also relate to this write, but we'll talk about that on the phone. excellent job kid, never stop writing.
Rob
