When your legs don’t work like they used to before
And neither do your hands
You’re slumped against a wall
Tired of things you don’t understand
Like why your smile was brighter
And how you liked to stand out
Now it feels like the walls are closing in tighter
And your soul’s fading away
You’re spending hours in the shower
The water dripping down feels like
It can cleanse
Every word on the top of your tongue that seems sour
Now that you try to say
Fly; I want to fly
I want to jump off a cliff
End up high and low
At the bottom of a riff
When my bones are broken
And bent out of shape
When my brain’s peeking out of skull
Will I finally rest
Or will I?
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