Sometimes I feel like this grace is in my way
Sometimes I can’t keep with the pace of my day
Sometimes my vision is clouded in grey
Before I collapse how much does this world have to weigh?
Sometimes I feel like taking my life away
Day after day they’re turning me away
Sometimes I feel the need to run away
To throw everything far and away
Looking for answers the heavens won’t say
Sometimes I feel like losing to this blade
“What would it matter” my life’s too far astray
Sometimes I feel like pushing you away
Then holding you close hoping you’d say “it’s okay”
Sometimes I feel it’s easy to fall away
Jumping from the heavens I’m repaid with red clay
Sometimes I feel that I’ve been forced away
Time and again I’ve been pushed and shooed away
Sometimes I feel inadequate in every way
No sense in trying I’m losing every day
Sometimes I feel utterly betrayed
I’m minus one soul, “it’s better this way”
Sometimes I feel so full of disdain
I am a disease that can’t be contained
Sometimes I feel lost and astray
Sometimes I feel I’ll never find my way
Sometimes I wonder why I stayed
“Because it wouldn’t happen any other way”
Sometimes I can’t keep with the pace of my day
Sometimes my vision is clouded in grey
Before I collapse how much does this world have to weigh?
Sometimes I feel like taking my life away
Day after day they’re turning me away
Sometimes I feel the need to run away
To throw everything far and away
Looking for answers the heavens won’t say
Sometimes I feel like losing to this blade
“What would it matter” my life’s too far astray
Sometimes I feel like pushing you away
Then holding you close hoping you’d say “it’s okay”
Sometimes I feel it’s easy to fall away
Jumping from the heavens I’m repaid with red clay
Sometimes I feel that I’ve been forced away
Time and again I’ve been pushed and shooed away
Sometimes I feel inadequate in every way
No sense in trying I’m losing every day
Sometimes I feel utterly betrayed
I’m minus one soul, “it’s better this way”
Sometimes I feel so full of disdain
I am a disease that can’t be contained
Sometimes I feel lost and astray
Sometimes I feel I’ll never find my way
Sometimes I wonder why I stayed
“Because it wouldn’t happen any other way”
Category Poetry / All
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