Look behind these sad brown eyes,
there is a world which I despiseToo many voices, too much pain,
they tell me I'm worthless, and even insane.
They are winning the battle, my strength nearly gone
my mind will be theirs soon, if I do not stay strong.
So tired of fighting, I just want to sleep,
I cannot get out, I'm in way too deep.
Lying alone on the bathroom floor,
I know in my heart I can't take much more.
Tears like a monsoon, they just won't stop
I am drowning myself with each teardrop.
Too weak to get up, won't open my eyes,
each time that this happens a part of me dies.
My family grows weary as my illness progresses,
their patience is waning, they have their own stresses.
I need the arms of an angel to wrap me secure,
she must be strong, patient, confident, and sure.
To fight off the demons my mind has created,
They won't stop attacking until the are sated.
My mind is my prison, my demons my guards,
my will has been broken, laying in shards.
My angel must help me, regain faith and hope
for without either I will not learn to cope.
Please come to me angel, come save my soul,
before it is too late and I lose all control.
I haven't much time, the sands running out,
the demons are closer, and milling about.
My angel is here now, at my side she will fight,
she'll lead me through darkness, and into the light,
The face of my mother, so long ago passed,
She will hold me and love me and save me at last.
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