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By ladyinwaiting Date: 2003 Feb 26 Comment on this Work [[2003.02.26.08.32.30091]] |
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inside this cellar i sit it is cold and dark and wet the smell of death the stench so strong from dieing dreams hopes and promises gone i stay here by choice wallow in its misery it is comfortable here a zone of familiarity i look up and i can see you standing there smile on your face staring down at me you stand in your balcony with love and compassion? understanding that this is where i need to be? you have traveled the same roads and felt the same pain you have lived here in this cellar why am i here again how can you be standing there looking down at me your the one that put me here i tried so hard to pull you out but instead you pulled me down now here i am in this place again you are standing up there as though nothing ever happen at all are you afraid i will pull you back in just as you did me how easy it is to pulls others back down quickly done with false promises and hope dreams of what might be then despair of what ifs who's to blame for all this? why could i not see this coming when i threw you the rope of love and laughter and hope the pull was so strong i could feel its tug i felt myself falling why didn't i stop then i have been here before i knew the signs but somehow thought i might pull you up this time and there you stand |