January 17th, 2010

I didn’t want to write that
But the thought won’t leave my mind
And in my prior journal
I thought I left you behind
But here you are on these pages
One turned into two
And as this book is filling up
I know it’s because of you
I took to writing because
There were problems to work through
Now those thoughts don’t fill my verses
As much as these things about you
I forgot how much I needed this
But I know I don’t need you
Then you fill me with confusion
And I don’t know what to do
I’m writing on the paper
But it doesn’t mean that much
And these words are adding up
Though this is nothing but a crutch

The Truth

January 11th, 2010

I’m locking up secrets
They’re encoded in this book
I’m a composed person
Until I get that look
I’m coming undone
Your eyes bring me down
I’ve reached out for help
But you’re never around
I don’t want to play your games
I don’t know why I care
When I don’t want you around
You’re always there
I’ve written it out
These feelings so bare
I’m still longing for you
And this just isn’t fair


January 8th, 2010

I’m carried by my feet
They’re taking me away
Off onto a journey
But I don’t know the way
I’m dragged by my arms
A grip so strong
I tried to doubt my feelings
Even though I knew I was wrong
I’m pushed from behind
I’m so compelled to go
Because I followed a wrong path
To a place I didn’t know
I don’t want to be here
I hate this state of mind
I hate losing control
And I hate feeling this blind
But now I have no grip
And I have no place to stand
Because once I was on edge
You let go of my hand