The Depth of a Soul..

Hello, hello! I'm not where I'm supposed to be, And right now, I'm all about you. Here is a little rhyme, something you can grin for, something you'll never forget. Oh that look in your eye is too much, But you'll thank me later. Hello, hello! It's time to smile! I'm not where I'm supposed to be, but the people all around are calling, and I couldn't say no.  Oh that look on your face is killin' me, and I love it! Hello Hello!   Today marks the day! The day we decided to start a new. We'll chose a life of meaning, and world of hope, a live of you and me. Wouldn't that be lovely?  Would you help me? I need to sober up, and get over myself. It'll be the best decision of your life, I promise. Hello Hello! I've spent a long time in the grey, and I'm ready to see color again. Let that color be you!  I see that smirk now, I knew you'd love it! See?

Have you ever felt, So lost in your mind that you can't see out? That you're lost in the fluff, Lost in the mess? The mess of your actions? Cleaning up, to put away. Yet you never started. I'm tired. I still hurt, Though not like I did.  I remember the days when a smile was truly a smile, When I was 100% genuine, no baggage, no pain.  Now it feels like a fake attempt to mask the scars underneath. Most days are better than this one, but today I'll feel, I'll take off the mask and lay it all out. When I think of love, I think of pain. This mess is mine, wrapped up in a bow by her.  I've come to understand and accept, that I can't change the uncontrollable, but I can change me. I can be a better version of me. It's never easy, and today, well today I'm don't want to fight. This mess of mine, Though almost clean, It still lingers. I remember that time, it was after a fig

I feel so: Mad, Angry, and Helpless. I feel so: Overwhelmed I'm underwhelmed. I feel so: Tired, so lost, so confused, so over this. Over this feeling, Over this tension, Over the pain, Over the hurt. I feel so: Tired I can't sleep, awake I can't think, drained I can't think... I feel so: Angry, sometimes I can't move. I react faster than I should, Sometimes I take everyone and thing the wrong way. It hasn't been an easy road, But that excuse I will not allow. I am better than this, better than that. Even as such, I will let my self be. I will be angry, Then let it go. I will be mad, Then get over it. I will be overwhelmed then let it out. Tired to allow myself to breath, Lost so I can find, Confused to remember, Over this to get to there. I can stop to think, Stop to reset, Take them the wrong way, to learn the right way, and never excuse, But to excuse these feelings, as it's okay. I can breath, and