I cannot run from this anymore
Openly I lay my cards out
Who am I?
I do not know
I struggle daily to learn about
What I enjoy?
Truthfully I do not know
My interests fade in and out
What I long for?
I yearn to find my way
Through this rocky water
No more high prices to have to pay
What I know?
This struggle never seems to end
My world is chaotic and unstable
I can never find the words I need to say
Am I worth knowing?
My answer is unclear
I have let people down frequently
The truth of the matter?
I am a broke vase barely pieced together
I am struggling to stay out of the quick sand
Can I handle this journey I am on?
Uncertain I am of my fate
I don’t want to drag those down with me who offer a hand
Only way I know how to cope?
I shut myself off from outside world – always have
Easier to turn off than deal as the pain and hatred
I have for myself is to too raw and too real
How I hide behind the pain?
Working lots and refusing to sit still
Tasks and addictions become my escape
I imagine myself in a better place
Far above the clouds I would soar
Why I end this poem now?
Out of words I have become!!