it rises within my heart
this deep fear scares me
allowing me to fall apart
my blood runs cold
as I begin to fold
the death of my soul
I cannot revile
my tears weep out
no one can hear me shout
I cannot hide
I need desperately to confide
grips me with frustration
anger and with no communication
this shadow of fear
the secret that will ever be heard
it will remain within me
as I look into the mirror and see
my reflection of myself that I fear
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I can relate to what you are saying. a personal not about you being on a disability retirement I have been on one from my job as a corrections officer since 1995.
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