I see things for what they could be,
Not for the distress which they cause.
I hope for brighter, which never comes,
Not even sleep brings me peace.
I question every minute detail,
Not for the right reasons.
I never let the reality of truth be my guide,
Not for one second, not in my life.
I love like there is nothing to lose,
Not that I have ever won.
I allow actions and deeds to pass,
Not that easy forgiveness is the answer.
I hate the thought of being alone,
Not that my loneliness is worse than together.
I feel ashamed of past mistakes,
Not that future ones will be any less likely.
I fight for what my passion leads me towards,
Not always for what is there in front of me.
I am nothing more than myself,
Not that I ever should be.
hmmm... well anyway, just a few ideas and a bit of punctuation. ha! trust me, i am the last person who should be punctuating someone elses work but in this case i think it helps smooth the way it is read. for me anyway.
very confessional and quite depressing. thank goodness for the positive ending!
taking a good long look in the mirror is often the best way to take that first step in the right direction. being able to write it down, bonus!
take care of yourself and thanks for sharing!