I've been placed on the twelve step program
To get past yourself (or someone like you)
Coupled with
The hurting of so many..
Just wish the real world would stop hasseling me!

But...every step forward
Sends me two steps back
It's me..and I can't get myself to go away
It was never my intention..the pain
It makes for such a long day

Baring the strain
Of feeling EVERYTHING
I still believe the rain will wash it all away
But..it's 3am and I think I may be dreaming
THAT's the PUSH!

You say I wear my heart on my sleeve
Like a high school letter
Now...I've lost my sweater
I need such amazing grace..to breathe
There! I'm busted!

The wall you try to build
Is more curtain than concrete
Which billows and seeps into my soul
(Like a Quisanart on high)
Makes me wanna scream..DAMN!

It would be good to go away, Someday.........
But... I just Hang!
It's a long journey
To get it back to good
What we learn here may be bitter when it's gone

Perhaps, in time
Before the matchbox I have been tucked into
Shuts out the rest of the light
And the mad season takes it's toll
I'll have the answers!