Really losing my grip
Life is really not making any sense
How is it possible to trust, believe or have faith
I feel as though I’ve lost all innocence while trying to save my grace
It’s all gone!
It’s all over!
I don’t fear or feel what I did before…
The love I once had seems to be some sort of mathematical equation with “no solution
….it can NEVER be solved
The bazaar part is that I never had it all… I made sure you did I made sure you’d never fall
I’d always be there…..
I gave a fuck!!
Now sitting alone in a cold room with just a sheet and my thoughts I got lost
I lost it
Its cold in this place
No such thing as class or grace
Just a room of broken hearts and spirits hoping to feel the sun kiss their skin
A chance to breathe clean air or hear a familiar voice with out it being a conference
Waiting and wishing to come home
Time is all I have yet isn’t on my side …
OH NO ITS REAL! ITS REAL! ITS REALLY REAL!
The bruises, bumps, scratches and bites will heal
But NEVER will the LOVE and CARE arise from such a flower
Picked and un-watered
Weary and drying out
Every morning….afternoon mid day and night not sleeping can’t eat
Surrounded but yet no one cares nor understands the fight
… Fighting to carry on
Life still goes on whether physically here or not
Going on as a reality show over and over in my head that night(1012) thinking this can not be reality
Good people shouldn’t be punished for feeding, clothing or caring
When did my kisses, hugs and love stop being enough?
When did I become inadequate?!
Why did my world come to an end?
Nothings perfect, never will be
I find it crazy that I’ve lost another person again but all is said and done
… and she’s gone, farewell rest in love to a beautiful soul, Deszanae Wilkins
09-21-89 ~ 10-12-12