Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Painful Truths


I want the truth but I dont know,

If I can handle it any more.

I've been hit from both sides,

And taken every blow.


My pride is wounded,

Beyond compare.

And sometimes I wonder,

If you really care.


Have you ever wondered,

How much I changed,

Just so I,

Could fit in the frame.


So much of me is lost,

I don't know me anymore.

But I can't change back,

You're higher in score.


I am the water,

While you're the rock.

I'm the moving hands,

On the same old clock.


I want to know,

What you have to say.

But will the truth,

Help me find my way?


I'm begining to wonder,

If I should just give in.

It just isn't working.

And my patience is thin.


So here me now,

And give me a break.

There's only so much I can give,

And only so much you can take.


I'm tired and hurt,

And don't know what to do,

And I cry as I see that I;

Just can't fill these shoes.


You set the standard,

The bar is too high,

So help me here,

I don't want a goodbye.

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