Sunday, May 13, 2012

life : Me just Me

Me Just Me

Speaking softly in the dark, I seem to float into space
The road I am on drags on in to the night
Never the day to come to an end
My feelings take me to that space we call our peace

The drink takes hold, the music sings
The words seem warm but reality is cold
I sing with strength but my breath is soft
My lungs are spent; my lips open, no sound

I call out loud to see my face
It’s not my call, to see that race that I
Take part in to close that door
To end my day with feelings of calm

I wake with dread those mornings alone
The bed so cold with sheets of nought
That happened the night before
I lay awake with nothing so sore
As to make me feel so wracked
In sorrow and sin

I follow the path as I do
In regimental strides of purity
To the end that makes it so sad
That I am in the end just at the end of another day

Alone yet at one with so many friends
So strong but so weak
A man yet a child
So needy of that touch
I feel lost
Just me ©


  1. truly compelling and telling....

  2. A dark space for sure. I am glad you found it worthy of a comment. thanks