I find myself set in a turmoil time,
Troubled thoughts float in my mind.,

I confess to myself that it’s all down to me,
Day in day out, I struggle to break free.

I put on an act, a show all trough the day,
Pretending all is bright with everything I say.

But when alone at night and alone I always am,
I contract into myself incapable to stand.

The only thing keeping me grounded and floating here,
are the whispers of promises to amend the ones I so revere

With my soul trapped within this tight shell,
I find I’m gripped, even ensnared to this hell.

Every thought I now have is about floating free,
But I’m scared of leaving nothing behind of me.

Only my Words to remember and maybe a Name,
To leave without, empty even ashamed.

I have many faults and made my share of mistakes,
is there no end in sight from my silent heartache.

I pray daily to god, forgive my sins and misdeeds,
Let the past be the past where else can this lead.

But I hear no answers; I have waited to atone,
This trouble and despair is now my burden alone.

But time has ran out to rid myself of this despair,
Its time again, now I must act as if I just don’t care.


 
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