donderdag 31 oktober 2013

Between yawning and crying

I should by happy
but I am crying
Not because I am sad
but oh so very tired

Because I have to let things go
instead of holding on with both hands
It may not seem that hard
but please do understand

My eyelids are so heavy
that there is no way to lift them up
Not that I do not want to
It is my brain that is so fucked up

See, some pieces and bits are missing
deep down in my gray malleable matter
Well that is what I made up of it
since it started to shatter

It has been that way for a few years now
and accepting will take forever
That is a long time, you know
But in the end it is worth the endeavour

They always told me I was a fighter
and I will not let my head hang low
When IH hits me in the face like thunder...
well sit back and enjoy the show






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