I step up to the door Gateway to my dreams Too afraid of slight defeat I hesitate to knock the door, Hesitate too long What could have been But will never be Who decides what is right And what is wrong for me Should I ever stop considering All these little steps I take to cross a mile On endless plains Time is running faster And I doubt that I will last Preserve the dreams A broken mirror reflects my vanished hope In thousand shades of gleaming light I've tried to get a hold got myself a goal too bold I've tried to break the chains I'm refused Refused of eternity I'm abused Abused by reality I'm reduced Reduced to insanity
Reason for writing:
trying to live on in quite desperation instead of finding a more final way to "get out"
Birth sign: Capricorn
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