Another day passes as my life fades away,
to risk yet again a chance,
to be taken, or not to be taken
Questions still stream silently through my mind,
like the silent picture days of old.
Parts of me want to stay angry and numb.
Not to let another soul touch mine for fear that all there is left is more pain.
But what is life without pain,
without expectations...mine I guess.
For I have no expectations of what others should be,
Only what I accept of myself.
Maybe that was too high,
Or maybe I was put on yet another pedistal,
that I fell from grace.
Time is passing through the hourglass,
Dragging what is left of me with it,
slowly, time fades, darkness is here with the night,
And I am alone yet again,
with just my child to hold.
Missing someone sleeping next to me,
holding me through the night,
funny little things missed.
Still after all this time,
Autumn is here again,
leave are changing,
Remembering the distant past,
and not so distant,
illusions time broke,
truth in heart,
pain brought to me, forgiven,
and life goes on.
Sometimes expectations kill what truth there was,
Look for evil and decete,
and you will find it,
Look for love and kindness,
and it eludes you.
So what do you want from me my friends,
what do I want from me,
I can't seem to stay on pedistals,
so keep me from them,
for I am afraid of heights and I will fall,
Expect nothing more or less than what you see,
and illusions be no more.
