enedited depression

It takes years to achieve trust

but only, mere months

to turn those feelings to rust

Smothered by those I want distance from

Distance from I want to be closer too

On April 5, 2000, I was dropped off in Limestone,

Feeling free, my life was then all up to me

With your entire life on your shoulders

It may seem like you’re carrying boulders

I miss being alone

Even though I’ve aged

I’m not sure that I’ve grown

Being “home” now seems strange

Oh, how people change

And yet some things stay the same

Things have gone so very wrong

Since that super bowl Sunday

I seem to be the only one to blame

For things happening this way

If I had been more mature

But I was diseased

She was very much my cure

From this pain

I remember staying up late

Watching her, praying, this was my fate

A fatherless son,

she asked, if I’d ever want to be a dad

I should have said yes, I wouldn’t be in this mess

But, instead, I chose to run

She moved out and became someone new

All I’ve ever wanted is a wife

And now I feel I’m stuck dealing with my ruined life

Smothered by those I want distance from

Distance from I want to be closer too

Now, I’m left choking on my own tears

With, no one to help me

Face these new fears

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