Monday, September 14, 2009

Just A Whisper

Top to bottom
bottom to top
Let me give
you a tip
You can leave it
or not

Six feet from falling
fresh breath of stale air
Time is tickn’
and there’s no
time to spare

Overcoming the surge
Overcoming the strain
the path of destruction
the path of pain
Take my hand my friend
To my whispers
take heed
I don’t know what you’ve
been through
but I know what you need

See, I’ve been
to the same place
though a different path
I’m sure
but let me tell you this…
I know there’s a cure


Look at your feet
you’re standing on the ledge
You’ll hit bottom
Back away from the edge
You think you can take it
but it’s takin’ you
It’s eating your soul
It’s taken not a few

It will eat like a canker
It will rust you to bone
It will kill your
sense of humor
It will turn you
to stone
It will determine
your movements
Control every thought
Mind over matter…
or so you thought

What can I say
when I speak
to deaf ears?
I will still
only whisper
And you must
face your fears.

9-8-09
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