Sitting on the bus ride home <br />Walking toward the door <br />I’m waiting for that moment <br />Falling to the floor… <br />Step inside the door <br />Falling to my knees <br />The tears start to flow <br />I’m waiting for this moment <br /> <br />The world seems to close <br />All goes ablaze <br />The moment is so close <br />I feel the breeze blow <br />I’m heading for the breakdown <br />Bending toward my toes <br />Fallen to my knees <br />Tears start to flow <br />I’m a broken show <br /> <br />The moment is here <br />I’m now in my car? <br />Driving down the road? <br />I pass the bar <br />Don’t know were I’m going <br />Or what I’ll leave behind <br />The bridge is up ahead <br />I’m running out of time <br />The breakdown is mine.<br /><br />Scarred Unknown<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/breakdown-9/
