Black and White

This is a current project I am working on. I feel that I have this calling to people, that I am supposed to write words and others are supposed to feel from them. I have found that others take from what I have felt and written and feel things that are buried deep in their hearts and their souls...This is the goal…what I am supposed to do… it is for you all to feel something...anything.

Monday, March 19, 2007

...Without a Fight...

...Without a Fight...

I am supposed to be strong
I am supposed to do what's right
I am supposed to more than just survive

Then why are my insides turning,
And my heart continuing to burn?

Why am I so close to failing?

Why am I about to fall?

How come no one wants me?

How did I get this far down?

I haven't been her in forever
I haven't felt this way in years

I am not sure I can do this
I am not sure I can hold back
All these tears

This is just to much for me
And I am about to break

I have nothing left to fight for
I have nothing left to give

If this be my ending
Let it be known

That even I can give up
...Without a fight...

(Friday, March 02, 2007 )

posted by The hot mess | 5:34 PM

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