chrissy
Ex-Bluelighter
- Joined
- Aug 19, 2003
- Messages
- 971
It’s hard, defining the thesis of my life-
It takes more energy embodying it
It’s sad, I must concentrate now on feasibility
Rather than want, because
I lost myself somewhere between the inadequacies of my existence
And finding the opportunity to assert my disappointment.
The few that understood have also petered out;
My self-confusion rendering my needs incomprehensible to them
Something within me says I can make it
But that is the shortest straw I can tug at, it’s the only one I can reach
Tempting
Alluring
Placing itself ahead of its camarades
Waiting for its perfect prey- me
My options seem incomplete- battered, bleeding and wounded
Soldiers returning home to me.
I drag myself to my knees
Finding strength to fight this fight
And as my tear soaked eyes continue their repertoire
I find myself wishing I might
Reach up to touch that light again
That never-ending source
That lets me sleep in bed and then
Wake up to let the day take course.
It takes more energy embodying it
It’s sad, I must concentrate now on feasibility
Rather than want, because
I lost myself somewhere between the inadequacies of my existence
And finding the opportunity to assert my disappointment.
The few that understood have also petered out;
My self-confusion rendering my needs incomprehensible to them
Something within me says I can make it
But that is the shortest straw I can tug at, it’s the only one I can reach
Tempting
Alluring
Placing itself ahead of its camarades
Waiting for its perfect prey- me
My options seem incomplete- battered, bleeding and wounded
Soldiers returning home to me.
I drag myself to my knees
Finding strength to fight this fight
And as my tear soaked eyes continue their repertoire
I find myself wishing I might
Reach up to touch that light again
That never-ending source
That lets me sleep in bed and then
Wake up to let the day take course.
i liked this one because it seems to create a sense of achievement towards to the end of the day.
