six_past_six

Please drown me in the sea of your failures, but only if it will assure yourself a sense of stability on this shore of hope that surrounds you. Escape the delusions that concave your every thought of success and erase the pages that have been torn so callously apart by those who have passedthrough this valley before. Wake up and turn your back on the wind; let it coil throughout the warmth youve sheltered away from the world for oh so long.

Stare at this tip as the ink drips from substance into something that truly matters. Watch it leave its mark on more than just the victim. Stain after stain, sheet after sheetevery single time youre convinced that defeat has been filtered into an obsolete feeling; somehow the thought of standing upon your own two feet makes you crumble and wish you were crawling upon the broken glass you tried to mend as one. All you can do is think about is how the feelings youve long ignored have consumed you, unforgiving and no warning they have crept beneath your skin only to remind you of all the things youll never be, and all the things youve ever had intentions of becoming.

Aches and pains give passage to all these feelings as they begin to rape my chest. Tired of running but even more, tired of not knowing just what I am running from. Encircled Ive become only due to the never-ending reality that what I fear is insecurity; a feeling that I will be left upon my own sorting through this rubble that has made me forget just who I am.

Help me find a place to get lost within.
Help me fight this battle that I know Ill never win.

I apologize to myself for letting anything but myself matter.

Care for me, I could care less. If you expect the world from me don't be disappointed when I pull my hand out from underneath the dirt and blow you a kiss.