In The Dark
Here I sit, waiting with
no light,I should not be
here,this is the wrong
flight.
Do I really need,what I
am about to get,or is
this a crutch,one that
will help me forget.
This crutch that has
begun,just recent,but
like loaded ammunition
in my gun,i should repent.
What started out as an
experiment,has become
a problem and a detriment.
I know when I am not
waiting,this is a cancer
that must stop,my feelings
and emotions are so close
to the top.
The top being too much,
too much all the time,I
need to fight this urge,
or this urge will con-
tinue to climb.
I just need to look, and
not be here in the night,
or this problem will
consume me,on my
one-way downward flight.
no light,I should not be
here,this is the wrong
flight.
Do I really need,what I
am about to get,or is
this a crutch,one that
will help me forget.
This crutch that has
begun,just recent,but
like loaded ammunition
in my gun,i should repent.
What started out as an
experiment,has become
a problem and a detriment.
I know when I am not
waiting,this is a cancer
that must stop,my feelings
and emotions are so close
to the top.
The top being too much,
too much all the time,I
need to fight this urge,
or this urge will con-
tinue to climb.
I just need to look, and
not be here in the night,
or this problem will
consume me,on my
one-way downward flight.
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