Lost Daisy

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I am somewhere else not where I am lost in this daisy atmosphere going up, up, up

I was in a good place the other day but now I’m drifting away- too far, too much

As if there were no gravity to hold my soul in place and it hurts as it’s being torn out

The bpd is getting the best of me driving people I love away- even after he took me back

What kind of a fool am I that my mind torments me so as indelicacy grips my ribs and won’t let go

Will I survive another day to endure more of myself or at least what is left of this mad hat sanity

I am somewhere else not where I am and lost in this daisy atmosphere.

Tumbling!

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Photo courtesy of https://afishoutofchidambaram.wordpress.com/

I died when I tumbled over the ledge~

I fell or maybe I wandered-off the edge
Did I fall of my own mistake?
Or when I flew, did someone force me?
Tell me the truth you always seem
To have wanted me to sleep and dream-
Of better days and brighter thoughts-
What thoughts are these! Of rocks.
It was dark I couldn’t see
But the moon shined light down on me.
You yelled and screamed and grabbed my waist-
Madness in my eyes, you act in haste.
Or was the madness in your eyes and the haste of my action-late?
You made me fall. You did, indeed
You pushed me and I fell with speed.
Once something far away so near
An image seen in the distance but then right here.
In my face slammed the ancient ground
I felt destroyed like prey with hound
I lost my mind when you attacked.
Images became dim and faded to black.
How you hover below me close
Crying mad thoughts, I suppose.
The bitter, silent tears I hear
As I look down on you with fear.

Tumbling

I died when I tumbled over the ledge
I fell or maybe I wandered-off the edge
Did I fall of my own mistake?
Or when I flew, did someone force me? 
 
Tell me the truth you always seem
To have wanted me to sleep and dream-
Of better days and brighter thoughts-
What thoughts are these! Of rocks.
 
It was dark I couldn’t see
But the moon shined light down on me.
 
You yelled and screamed and grabbed my waist-
Madness in my eyes, you act in haste.
Or was the madness in your eyes and the haste of my action-late?
 
You made me fall. You did, indeed
You pushed me and I fell with speed.
Once something far away so near
An image seen in the distance but then right here.
 
In my face slammed the ancient ground
I felt destroyed like prey with hound
And lost my mind when you attacked.
 
Images became dim and faded to black
How you hover above me close
Crying mad thoughts, I suppose.
The bitter, silent tears I hear
As I look down on you with fear.