The air is there.
but I can not breath.
I have more,more then one needs,
yet empty is the depth of my soul.
Lost from deep within,
feelings being broken,out of control,
succumbed to defeatist.
I just want my warm heart beating,
warm and rapping its regular hadst,
not wondering lost out in the cold.
Happy and free to be myself,
not reckless and sunned from what I believe.
Even my sleep is invaded with tears that are in bedded,
scared upon my face.
I've forgotten how to lay my head,
I need to change somber to shine in order to be fine.
Beat down and in need of some help,
I have to find peace to rest in the place I know best.
Can't leave the house or get out of bed,
I need to get a grip and come back around.
My voice needs to sing,
but I've forgotten the words.
Lonely without my inner self worth.
I've lost the pieces that make me whole.
I just wanna strive in the place that's mine.
Free falling,
making creation of my own life.
Living with my freedom,freedom to fly high.


CLW
06-16-07