Sunday, 1 September 2013

strength.

All efforts came to naught
I thought I was strong
Assumption took me the wrong way
I'm now at my breaking point 

Is this right or is this not
My predictions came out wrong
Claims calmed me for a moment
Pain struck with reality at the next 

Impact so great I took
Without cushion my heart fell
A flying butterfly in the open space
With freedom but no love

I want to be a caterpillar 
Hiding in the cocoon
Sheltered and cared for
Waiting to grow into something beautiful

I thought I was really strong
Independence I could declare
No one however knows the limit
Where liquid evaporates and into gas, gone

Probably misunderstandings stood in between
Hungry for the answer
Timid of the truth 
And quiet I shall stay not creating problems

To be or not to be
Set free or keep in within
Should I hold on to these
And of what may or may not be  

I demand the truth
I don't seek cruelty
But I want peace within me
Impossible without those two




 



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