In between blurred lines,
In the grey areas you might find,
Me searching, me reaching,
For the things that were mine.
Selfish and myopic my feelings be
Dodging and escaping, longing to flee my reality
My cry for the past, of love that didn’t last
Enduring days to come, filled with agony
So, hear my cries; hear my screams;
However, it seems like beating,
Me down repeatedly,
Is always a recurring theme.
My hands are raised
Searching to be saved
Desperate to live and see another day
A day of torture, a day of peace…the theme repeating, so it seems
Why can’t I believe that I am not in a dream?
I feel so helpless and trapped,
In this never ending nightmare,
I don’t know how much longer can I last,
Under this deplorable fare.
What tactics they use
To get me to fear when they scare
Or is it my own doing, stemming from nowhere
Deep in my mind, in my thoughts without a care
Please don’t leave me alone,
So that I may atone,
For the wrong doings I never did;
My fears have grown,
Like the weeds that have been sown,
That can never be rid.