I wish I could stay
I feel like I'm walking through water, maybe deep sand,
I wasn't prepared, I don't understand.
I wasn't prepared or packed for this journey,
my passport unstamped,yet not ready for a gurney.
Some days my pen flows like writing through jello,
When I can't pen the words, I'm so mad I could bellow.
I dreaded the days of blank journal pages,
Only to find myself there, my thoughts left in cages.
I try to describe without to much description,
My body is weary from all the perscriptions.
I want to smile and hug you all each day,
yet afraid when I shake I'll scare you away.
There are days of hope of a normal day
yet never enjoying it to the fullest, knowing it won't stay.
I am not unhappy, I'm just a very sad,
That I can't keep up, it just makes me so mad!
I mean not to sound pitiful, this is not what's on my mind,
This is a way to tell you why there is a time line.
I will not remain to develop the stare,
looking like a stone, seaming not to care.
So I will tell you now, oh I wish I could stay,
To grow old with you each passing day.
But my path was chosen by a brain left dying,
leaving you all leaves my soul crying.