Thursday, November 22, 2007

Morning Blues

You wake up in the morning,
Hoping you're still living,
But your heart wishes otherwise,
You begin to lose track of time,
Wondering whether to continue your sleep,
Or to start a new day without having to stop,
I'm not sure what the future holds for me,
I'm not certain whether you're right for me,
I do not recognize the man I see the mirror,
Or this person who I hear from far,
These voices are haunting in my sleep,
Though I feel I'm at the top,
I don't know where I am,
And that has cause me to hit rock-bottom,
I don't know what is this,
I just pray i know the right words.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Good for people to know.