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The Right Way

I let go, I didn't know, how to hold on, after you were gone, I just fell, No one even knew, what the hell to do, they watched me as I slipped, they thought i'd only tripped, That i'd get back up, that i'd be okay, but i'm still down here, I thought that there might be another way, But my escape from this prison isn't going anywhere, no matter how far I run, I feel so alone, I wish that I were home, but there's nothing left to do, except find a way to you, People said it'd be nicer for you, that it wuld be bright, but I don't hear no angels singing, I don't think that they were right, What'd I do wrong, did I make a mistake, i'm not standing where I wanna be, i'm not walking through the gates, I didn't see a light at the end of the tunnel, i'm pushing away these demons,but all they do is pull, I'm sorry I can't find you, i've looked around forever, rain and thunder are the only things to describe the weather, I don't know what i should be doing now, you were always here to tell me what and how, As I start to lay down, start to give up, I hear the sweetest sound and to the sky I look up, It's like for the first time i'm opening up my eyes, and my heart races fast because to my surprise, Your warm gentle voice is ringing in my ears, but when I look to the side it's just a video I hear, I guess that's okay because i'm glad to be hear, instead of in my nightmare where I was living in fear,I know you're watching over me, even though it's you I can't see, You just want me to know it's better this way, i'll have to wait to see you, wait for my day, I just wanted to let you know i'm gonna be okay, i'll get to you someday but this time it's gonna be the right way

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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