Song # 91

Sometimes I'm 2.

Sometimes I'm 8.

Sometimes I'm nothing.

Sometimes I'm Great!

 

Usually lonely.

Always alone.

Exploring my daydreams,

I'm sad to the bone.

 

Seeing the full-moon

and walking on air,

I stand in my darkness 

and look up and stare.

 

A stab in my "heart"

with a twinge of regret

my cards on the table,

but no courage to bet.

 

An old man just now,

but no memories to bear.

I ignore all the pain

and can't admit I'm scared. .

 

Moving along

without taking a step.

Time cares for no one

or the tears I have wept.

[This was written at a low point in my life (September 27, 2002) when I knew what I needed to change and where I wanted to be, BUT honestly lacked the courage to get up and go where I belonged. I'm safely, securely and happily in the right place NOW. Oh, I still have deep regrets on my personal failings then and now.]