sometimes I feel compassion
for myself and the way I grow
I am afraid of
all those people
I used to know
seeing where I've been
shows me where to go
empathy for the things
people's opinions should not
matter because they don't know
all they know is a person
that has disappeared
gone for good
sobriety gives me plenty
of time to think
thinking into a funk
with no break from reality
the reality of myself
good and bad qualities
without the knowledge
I harshly judge myself
I want to cause myself pain
it's not love
it's not smart
I break my own heart
I need compassion
to see myself in a new light
this move will help me
create good times with
real people and real ideas
to contemplate
to consider thoroughly
my purpose
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