I don't know what to do anymore, <br />Lost for words as my friends are constantly moving away from this place, <br />I'm so afraid of whats coming 'round the next corner, <br />But what else can I do other than put on a fantastically brave face. <br /> <br />Uttering words of trust, dragging the truth form these murky waters, <br />Never believe I'd do this for you, <br />I'm making a song and dance over something you will never comprehend, <br />I don't do this for myself either it is all just something that I can now systematically do. <br /> <br />My soul is broken as it struggles along to find peace and comfort, <br />Leading me on again, bringing me to a show of hands, <br />Lost again in a world that is full of rampaging carnage, <br />And a place where everyone and no-one understands. <br /> <br />It's taken from me my last tie to my birthplace, <br />But my new life has to be re-born again and again, <br />Suicide and crashes do not help the grievance of the living, <br />It only helps the victims to find peace from this false state of imprisoning heaven. <br /> <br />My heart is numb now from the fact that so many have died, <br />I wont be able to take anymore if some else goes, <br />In the end we can not control death, <br />Only the life before it which like water never ceases to flow<br /><br />Joanne Kearsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/perfection-requires-a-certain-degree-of-madness/
