rough times
Emotions
A thing I’ve lost, but not forgot,
Forced to be strong, but I’m not invincible,
And the bottle will build,
The pressure cracking the glass,
Know that if they are shown in secret,
I am atlas,
Holding the world for those I care for,
Live with the goal of no regrets,
Done with caring what other think of me,
Puff puff pass,
To come the nerves,
And settle the mind,
But I still feel grounded,
I still can’t sit on could nine,
Yet the world still spins,
Time move forward,
I feel trapped,
No way out,
Every option leaving the ones I love in pain,
So I keep walking,
Faster and faster,
Hoping for the future to be better,
Yet tomorrow will never come,
Only today,
And the past forever out of reach,
No way to go back and try again,
No do over or try agains,
Only better luck next time,
Only to find the doors been closed,
Locked tight,
With out I way back,
I keep going forward,
Remember the good time,
And feeling my heart ache,
Feeling it slowly break away,
Scared of when it does,
Hoping to find a way to recover,
Repair or fix the pinholes no one has seen,
But as my mind goes blank,
I have a moment of peace,
The voice vanish,
The thought gone,
As I drift to sleep to repeat it all again.?