Dark Vs. Light
The Curse Upon Me
He cared…then he didn’t
I’ve watched a few come
into my life and later
walk out this way.
The thing I can’t consider
is what I do wrong. Where
Do the feelings fail, when did
I start getting lost on the trail…
I have to wonder if my purpose,
here is to be left behind? Always
Just good enough until another
shows face, whisking away my
devotion with heartless grace.
Life has become a feeling of
loneliness hard to explain.
Watching every commitment
fade away. Into an abyss of
empty crumble, it gets so tiring
pulling myself up from the rubble.
It’s like it didn't really happen…
I never even mattered. In a
second, one heart gets shattered.
My Fight to Live
God, I’m so tired of trying love.
There is no real reason for me
not to give up.
That scary thought that lurks
in my brain that I may be alone
the rest of my days.
Focusing on that light that shines
so bright is hard when darkness
has been the one to comfort me
through my nights.
That black hole that beckons me from
beyond, I can’t see who’s in there, but
they are whispering to come on…
If I should have the strength to
walk to the light, then it will be your
choice not mine to
what seals my demise.
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The Fight Continues...
Pull me out of this fight,
show me the way. Let me be me
and find love this way.
It’s simple to get lost in
the charm of sadness;
you start to think you can’t live
without its madness.
When I try so hard to break free,
the thought that I could ever let it
go is frightening.
My only companion through
every battle reminding me my
kindness is drowning in my
willfulness,which seems to be
the cause for my own mental illness.
There’s no real answer
for my troubles. I’ve survived
all my life with this struggle.
© 2015 Missy Smith