Oh hell.
Sometimes I think I’ve found the right way Then it stops And I’m back again Wandering the night to find the brighter day. Why do things change so suddenly? So irritatingly quick Just when the good started to flow It had started to finally click. Time is our only enemy Beating us as we desperately try to walk Crushing our lungs hard We can’t find the strength to talk Or breathe Or make a tiny sound But this is MY voice I need it to scream my poison out loud. People try and describe ‘it’ They say its some kind of ride “Just relax and take it all in your stride” But I can’t do that Because you see, I want more I want the 50 digit combination and the key to every locked door. I need the answers Because my life can’t afford to wait I can’t ‘bear with you a minute’ Or ‘hold the line’ Before I see my supposed fate. So yet again in my life I’ve hit the metaphoric brick wall Its right in front of me Towering far to tall I can’t climb over I definitely can’t go around For it seems to cover every possible inch of free ground. If I close my eyes and wish really hard Can I float through it? Then I’ll be unscarred. Make myself invisible so that nobody can see I’ll just be by myself A heightened version of free Strolling around at the convivial party. I’m stressed and I’m tired But I’m not one to give up Shut the hell up psychmindless voices I don’t give a fuck. You can say what you like You can scream it in my ear What you CAN’T do is make me have to hear. Well hear this; Yes wall you are standing tall But my anger is stronger than you Even when I fall. You can tower You can lean You can block out my sun You can act supreme Make me believe nothing is ever good. You can soar You can stand altitudinous You can 'think' you are sure. But one thing I know Is if I push you You will fall. Kimberly Blake - 12/01/12
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