Talking To Myself
I’m like an empty land…
Honestly, waiting patiently for sunshine and rain
In need of a helping hand
Naturally, going nowhere in particular – am I sane?
Perhaps, I need time to recover from times of stress and terrible, terrible tribulation
I’m left with nothing here…maybe, I need to leave…
I’ve been sharing my feelings with you and you ignored them all…ah, the frustration!
I’m talking to myself in fear…deep inside, I grieve…
Not knowing that all this is coming to an end
Ah, I’m sorry friend – I didn’t mean to offend
I’m just a book without words imprinted in it
Lacking knowledge and wit just a bit…I must admit…
The wrinkles of your skin make me simply ponder –
How long have you been, well, making history?
Why does your mind wander? I sometimes wonder…
Are you still known for your lifelong victory?
Don’t overwhelm me with your life stories over and over again
I’ve heard them countless times and it drives me crazy…then…
Suddenly, you decide to leave my side and cry a river
I never meant to make you feel that way whatsoever
Darling, I wish you’d understand why I act the way I do
There are times I don’t mean to say the things I say
Believe me please – you’re something beautiful and new
Don’t worry so much…I will try to make your day
I hate feeling oh so uncertain about my future
It’s hard to fathom the fact that I found no cure
When will time fade away? Probably not anytime soon in a blue moon
I probably act immature these days like a childhood song out of tune
I can read your expression in a heartbeat when I look your direction
I expect the unexpected and then, gladly, I accept your affection
I finally wear that promising smile you adore to the core – now, you act so bored
I bet you don’t remember that anymore, but I’m hoping this call won’t be ignored
It’s been oh so long since I’ve been lost in a fantastic book
Maybe it’s just me being a time-waster with a worthless look
I spend my days in a daydream and spend my lonely nights,
Thinking of you all the time and dealing with mental fights
For, I’ve been fighting day and night with racing thoughts of you
It’s like an endless novel filled with facts, emotion, and complications too
I spend my seconds, minutes and hours, protecting you constantly
I’m just emotionally drained, so give me some time to think things through
I’m left with nothing here…
Maybe, I need to leave…
I’m talking to myself in fear…
Deep inside, I grieve…
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2016
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