Not liking what things are turning out to be. <br />Twisted things not coming out the right way. <br />I'm starting to change the real me. <br />My inner voice telling me to stay. <br /> <br />Becoming what others are expecting. <br />Making me think twice. <br />My image all distorted reflecting, <br />Back at me like unshaken dice. <br /> <br />Feelings starting to fade. <br />All the things I lack. <br />Mistakes being made, <br />With no turning back. <br /> <br />I would rather hurt, <br />Then feel nothing at all. <br />I say I feel like dirt. <br />So I brace myself for the fall. <br /> <br />I close my eyes and <br />Wait for the impact with the ground. <br />But it never comes, ‘cuz I can’t stand, <br />As everything spins around. <br /> <br />I remember everything, <br />It’s all so clear. <br />All the memories come flooding back with the tears they bring. <br />Of a once faraway place that I fear. <br /> <br />The secrets that were all pushed to the back. <br />Of who I used to be, before I turned fake. <br />As I pace in the black <br />Moonlight flickering off the lake. <br /> <br />As the pain washes over me. <br />Making me realize what I have been missing. <br />Pushing me back to the reason to be. <br />I light the fuse and turn to walk away, silently wishing.<br /><br />Nicole Gehrman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/changing-19/
