Sometimes I can't see at all
except for frightening conclusions I have
made
I see myself falling
before the edge is even near
I see the lightning strike me
though the sky is blue and clear
and I think of the choices
that were never saved
Sometimes I can't feel at all
past impressions of failure I have escaped
I feel the mistakes being made
before the opportunity's even there
I feel the wrong chances being taken
and am filled with bottomless fear
and I feel as though my soul
is slowly by numbness being raped
1997 © Ingvild Gregersen
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