This Is My Time
Am I really this far away
That no one can see or hear me
Crashing form hell
Under the debris
I called for you
I don't know your name
I shouted
But no one came
Deeper and deeper into the darkness
I will never be found
Running from the demon
To which I am bound.
Befriend the ghost
That shadows my face
Befriend the lie
That powers my grace
Desire to never see the reflection
That is hidden away
The monster in my head
Is gunning for it's prey
I'll die for no cause
I'll disappear just to end
I'll put up no fight
I've nothing left to defend
Don't listen as I howl your name
Turn away as I reach in pain
Cast a shadow upon my flame
I beg of you feel no shame
Sweet releif is all that is asked
A shadow I shall no longer cast
I'm not the first and I won't be the last
I can now remove my mask.
This is my Time
I have no mountains left to climb
I peaked at my prime
I have nothing left to rhyme
This is my time.
Copyright © Stacey Brackley | Year Posted 2012
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