Softly Spoken Scream

I was once out walking on the road of life one day. Didn't know when I fell down that, that was where I'd stay. I didn't even know that I tripped. I was tripping on something else. I didn"t have any directions but I sure didn't ask for help. I wondered where I was going at least a couple times I think. I told the guy in the mirror once and then left him with a wink. I laughed it off so easily. I thought it was the life for me. Sometimes someone would pull me aside and try to make me see. I thouight they were just jealous. That they weren't having any fun. their lives were just so serious and I was strolling in the sun. Then one day I woke up and it was pouring rain. I tried to think where I was but remembering was a strain. Getting lost in yesterday with tomorrow still a dream. Watching satan laughing at my softly spoken scream. I thought that I hit bottom. But much to my suprise. I looked and found a trap door with a basement there inside. I still didn't think it was my fault. I blamed everything else instead. The only way I was getting out was either institutionalized or dead. I prayed to God to help me. To get out of my personel hell. Then I heard my conscience and it was clear as a bell. That guy that was out walking has now found someone to blame. That guy that fell and didn't get up. They're one and the same.