If I hit rock bottom and let go of it all
Will that make life simpler?
Will I disappoint you all on my way down?
Surely you can rise up without me.
WELCOME
..and here are a few things to keep in mind:
This blog contains mostly my poetry and a few thoughts from time to time. The thoughts will be entered when and wherever I feel necessary to keep things in proper order. Thoughts and things not belonging to me will be denoted with asterisks. Poems will be archived by the date which they were written, not by that which they were posted. I tend to update things a month or few after being written so as to keep current issues from wandering unattended around the web.
Enjoy...
[somberlife was first created July 11, 2004]
“The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.”
~ Robert Louis Stevenson
Saturday, October 18, 2008
One at a Time
Don't tell me it'll be alright
That's not the case
And you know that for yourself
It's one day at a time
Sometimes a step backward
When the world is demanding
Two steps today
That's not the case
And you know that for yourself
It's one day at a time
Sometimes a step backward
When the world is demanding
Two steps today
Not as Strong as I Pretend to be
Sometimes I get scared
I'm not as strong as I pretend to be
It hurts so much just to admit that to you
I suppose you already know
But to admit that I have to keep relearning
I'm not as strong as I pretend to be
I'm not as strong as I pretend to be
It hurts so much just to admit that to you
I suppose you already know
But to admit that I have to keep relearning
I'm not as strong as I pretend to be
Pretend
I know I can talk to you
Just sometimes I forget that
Afraid of what you'll say
Afraid of what you'll think
I really am not as strong
as I pretend to be
I am afraid of you
I am afraid of me
What if I give you
too much of myself?
Just sometimes I forget that
Afraid of what you'll say
Afraid of what you'll think
I really am not as strong
as I pretend to be
I am afraid of you
I am afraid of me
What if I give you
too much of myself?
What Then
And sometimes I get scared,
of how little I really know you
of how little you really know [about] me
What if we don't last forever
(Not that I am planning for us to)
(But I'm not planning otherwise)
Sometimes I get scared
I really don't have it [all] under control
I am terrified of life
What if I give you too much
What happens if it doesn't work
How would I go on without you
I do get so scared
(Afraid of the world
Afraid of life)
of how little I really know you
of how little you really know [about] me
What if we don't last forever
(Not that I am planning for us to)
(But I'm not planning otherwise)
Sometimes I get scared
I really don't have it [all] under control
I am terrified of life
What if I give you too much
What happens if it doesn't work
How would I go on without you
I do get so scared
(Afraid of the world
Afraid of life)