The Things I Leave Unsaid

14. Frayed Dreams Can't Be Fixed

It sometimes feels

like the world is moving,

While I stay standing still.

I try to run,

coming undone,

I need to strengthen my will.

I set a goal

Though knowing that

It probably will never be reached.

But my hopes never leave,

So I try to just breathe

And let my dreams suck me dry

like a leech.

Everyday I swear,

Today will be the day.

I'll make it, no one'll stop me now

And then I'll be okay.

But every single night I lay

Down deep in my grave.

Crying out for things unsaid,

Regretting the path I paved.

The path I walk,

My choices removed.

No one left to cry unto.

I'm stuck

Halfway in and out,

Wishing I didn't care about

Anyone or anything.

Life could be simple

And stress free

If I didn't care

About my friends,

My family,

Grades,

Wouldn't have to pretend;

Could feel free to give up,

Wouldn't have to keep trying.

Because nothing would matter,

There'd be no need for lying.

But I do care so very much,

And so I have to pretend

That I'm really, absolutely fine

And not wishing for the end.

Pray for me and

My dreams and goals

As I pray for you

And your frays and holes.

To me that's where imperfections lie.

To fix them would mean

to say goodbye,

To who we are and could one day be.

I'll try to fix you

If you try to fix me.

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