I’m at the end of my rope
and it’s about to break.
I stand there wondering
how much more I can take.
The feelings deep within me now,
my chest aches as it tightens.
My body hurts, my head pounds,
The stress within me heightens.
All my life has been this way
One step ahead to fall back three.
Some day maybe I will understand
Why this always happens to me.
Feeling like the world’s against me
Everything I touch turns to stone.
My happy-ever-after is gone
Now, in this place, I am alone
The hopelessness closes in this place
The familiarity disturbs me
I know that I have been here before
I’m just not strong enough to clearly see.
Cathy Marie Bown 