--Title-Less--

There's a thought fueling in my head
I'm not all that sure I know what it is
But there it sits, waiting for me to give in
And let it cloud and shadow everything I'm living with


And somewhere
Someone
Is singing along with me
Screaming at the skies and all the bitter memories


And someday
Someone
Will be standing by my side
To reassure my heart and mind that everything's alright


This is not that place
No, this is not that day
I take a breath
A sudden step
And I'm slipping off the edge


This is not the way
No, this is not what's safe
I turn my head
Get blindsided
And I'm falling right back in


My eyes are growing darker
So weary from this life
I'm tearing at this armor
Trying so hard to hold inside
The walls that sanctify
The threat level is high


And somewhere
Someone
Is trying to get free
To break the chains, shed what remains
And find a life worth living in


And someday
Someone
Will find a way to me
To take my hand, in happenstance
And find the freedom from all this


But this is not that place
No, this is not that day
I breath again
And burn within
I'm falling from the ledge


This is not the way
No, this is not what's safe
I close my eyes
Look deep inside
And land amidst my sins


I can't stay down
I've got to rise up
I can't fade now
Can't say "ENOUGH"


Somewhere
Someday
Someone will reach in
To end the falls, and raze the walls
That I am living in


But this is not that place
No, this is not that day
And you are not the one
Who makes me feel I'm safe


No, this is not that place
And this is not that day
And you are not the one
Who makes it go away

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I challenge readers to Title this one for me.

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Sassylass's picture

Falling

from it is a rough ride.

no stepping off cliffs

i certainly understand it.

nicely emotive

you do this well,

be blessed

Koko~


Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....

Words

 

nightlight1220's picture

Good luck. Lol.    Maybe call

Good luck. Lol. 

 

Maybe call it, "Where's The Nearest Liquor Store"

...no sincerely...hope all is well with you. ♡♥♡


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

RoC's picture

Three blocks north on the right

Oh, wait, never mind. Thought you needed directions to the liquor store...
Great title, though.
All is well. This was just another random inspiration.


"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr

allets's picture

Cool Write.

The search end yet? Did u find that liquor store, I may need directions later. Title: Falling, or Cliffnotes.  ; D  ~ Lady A ~



Lady A