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i lay here trapped between two parallel worlds
in the synapse where my vision is blurred and my body is tied to the pendulum of my moods i swing back and forth from these realities my emotions playing a game of tug-a-war and i want to just cry but my tears are frozen unable to escape down my bruised cheeks and over my lips chapped from the cold and the inability to scream out for help this is my pleasant day when i hang here still unnoticed by the passerbys who just think that i am just another kid experiencing life's stressors and making unwarranted complaints, but this this is me i don't expect you to understand i do not need your sympathy just arms to hold me when i am scared a warmth to melt away the fear i have been walking this path for many years traveling alone lost without a grasp and occasionally seeing the light for that moment everything comes into focus and i can see my face in the reflection and i can see myself smiling back at me and i know that it will be okay i know that it will be okay i know that it will be okay |