The Jaws of Life Could Take Me Home Tonight
Wrestling the wreckage, I'm fading into darkness unknown.
My head is going straight to voicemail, missing calls from home.
These veins are erratically static, strung out on a backseat,
but the memory of music shall comfort me.
I am so scared, but trapped in such melody.
A bitter-sweet, temporary goodbye;
there isn't a stranger in sight to notice that I'm not alright.
In this night, take me back to simpler times,
when these wheels never spun out on the ice.
Pain has made me so slippery,
giving in to triggering trickery.
Please pray for me.
I am in need of jaws,
to bite off these flaws!
I am almost gone beyond repair.
God, I am so scared!
Copyright © Sarah Gilley | Year Posted 2017
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