Sunday, June 21, 2009

Searching for the way I feel
is like trying to find a needle in the hay
I wish I could pick myself up out of bed
Lift one foot and then the other
Walk until I'm running
Force each breath in and back out again
Crash down into more pieces than I'm made up of
Too broken to be put back together
Eventually my pieces will fade in with the ground
And I'll disappear once again
My teeth aren't smiling,
they're clenched tight waiting
for you to grab ahold of me
Shake me free of the anxiety
Take it all away
Let me open my eyes and see you
Respond to my prayers
My fingers will remain intertwined
until I find hope again

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