"the Loss of Touch" ( Thank You Pd)
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Never in my head could I picture this
Never in my heart have I ever missed
Never in my soul have I felt so down
Never on my face have I had such a frown
Never before, has any of these feelings occured
But the day that you left, is the day my vision blurred
Things became complicated, I lost touch
These feelings are so depressing, almost to much
Where does this leave me, bewildered without clue
Your gone, im down and all these things im going through
What else is there, for me on this earth
I feel so alone, I feel im not worth
Not worthy of life, or taking a breath
Sad to say, Im not even worthy of death
Where do I begin, the roads seems so hard
Im so out of touch, I let go of my guard
I cant find healing, in anything at all
Iv'e sunk lower than the ground there is no where else to fall
From what Ive realized and from what I have been through
I dont know what to do, or what to pursue
I like a lost pup, Im out of directions
When you left me, I lost all of my connections
In the end of time, I will eventually come out of this hole Im in
Hopefully with my head held high, So all you see is my chin
I promise you this, I will never fall this deep
Cause if there was a next time getting out would be to steep
For now I will make it, but making it will suck
Im all out of my good luck
I will do this, and I promise this to you
Because everything I have seen, been through, was something no one should have a clue
A normal person, would of gave up and died
But not me, I will not subside
Subliminly I did this for me
Woke up realized I could be free
NEver again, Never again
Will I go back to the way of everything I have been
Copyright © Trevor Pitts | Year Posted 2010
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