by Barbie Bertrand

Created on: June 01, 2008

It starts as a slow rumble
Builds till my breath is short
I feel my world start to tumble
I know it has come too far to abort

I see only my fate
I see only my despair
I can't recognize the fear I create
I can't admit I am beyond repair

Walking away is now beyond my control
I want to end the cycle of this pain
But it is embedded in my soul
I have nothing left to gain

But yet I continue to rage at my life
I show such disdain for my very existence
When will I stop this strife
When will I start to make sense

I look around in shame
At the mess left of my rage
The broken pieces of the game
Will I ever turn the page

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