Over It

Over and under and all about
Wandering, weaving in and out
Searching and staring above and below
Pacing, discerning, to stay or to go
Coming and going, here and there
Empty, blank and bewildered stare

What is this place? Where am I?
Jump up, lie back down with a sigh
A dream or a nightmare, reality calls
At last say goodbye, pull over the palls
For this place has become a prison cell
No tears, no regrets, no note of farewell
Just a faint imprint on the pillowcase
Too exhausted with life to finish the race

Don't waste another second on her
Take your steps away, up and over
For tomorrow will erase all memory
Of the dream that never came to be

Any Someone Else

I'm not better than anyone else
I just know better than someone else
I'm not prettier than anyone else
I'm just more real than someone else
I'm not more Christian than anyone else
I just feel Christ more than someone else
I'm not healthier than anyone else
I'm just more conscious than someone else
I'm not happier than anyone else
I just live differently than someone else

I'm not like anyone else
I'm just more me than someone else

I'm unapologetically, indescribably, frustratingly, mind-numbingly, self loathing, simply complicated me

Last Step

When your smile is fading, the light disappears
Where there's nothing but darkness, faces of fears
Staring and chasing you down as you run
Solace and peace in the form of a gun
But what lies beyond this seeming escape
Dark shadows and demons begin to take shape
Can't help but wonder which fate is worse
The drama and pressure of chapter and verse
Or the torture of throwing this story away
All consuming fire making ashes of today
But tomorrow seems too hard to bear
When, little by little you've ceased to care
What lurks in wait, behind the other door
And whether this is all worth fighting for
A blanket of prayer has covered you
Until you decided you know not what you do