Falling Through

Okay saw "Fred Claus", so funny, I loved it. Humor was good, not crude or dumb, so I give it a thumbs up! We also decorated the tree (FINALLY) tonight. Kat was not there, the lil bimbo (in our family this IS an endearment) booked a gig and was gone til almost 9:30. I will try to take some pics of my most fave ornaments, and some I made when I was little later. That could be it's own POST...cool.

I worked on a poem today. Yeah I am "morose, melancholy and morbid" as my Mom said. But when I write, I write.

Falling Through

I keep falling through the cracks
losing my view of the light
trapped in a world of nightmares
only I can't seem to wake up
I curl myself into a lone ball
rocking back and forth in mental pain
covering my ears from the taunts and insults
which is useless as they come from within
Why was it so easy for me to fall?

So easy to slip through the cracks of the sidewalk
I can hear the sounds of loved ones far in the distance
but the voices seem to echo all around me
making me turn in circles, unsure of the way to follow
the tears burn tracks of acid down my face
my heart being crushed by the weight of a thousand bricks
forcing the breath from the lungs, making it impossible to breathe
it grows colder the longer I am trapped down here
and I feel naked as my entire body shudders
I can't help but feel this is my fault
that I did something to anger a higher power
it is so lonely down here, alone with only my brain
alone with my thoughts, such a dangerous combination
the light from the cracks has grown so faint
seeming harder to reach, farther away
I need the warmth of the light on my face...
So why am I forever trapped in the dark?

Just kind of an expression of how I feel right now. If it can ever be expressed really into words.