February 24, 2004

Marbles
by: EJ

Marbles scatter the floor,

Just like our life has become,

Almost a complete disaster area,

They've even put up the yellow caution tape,

I don't think they realize,

That they're the cause for all of the damage,

Its going to take awhile to clean this mess up,

Why can't they see,

That they're the ones causing the pain,

Its not me doing it,

I'm only full of love and compassion for their child,

I have no intentions of hurting anyone,

If only they could put their defense mechanisms away,

And give me a chance,

Perhaps they'd see I'm not all that bad,

I respect their opinions and decisions,

But I also think their own pride is the problem,

They seem to care more about how society will see them,

Rather than caring about how their own child feels,

How can they not see how much they're hurting their child,

Have they lost their marbles or something,

Cause I know I'm beginning to lose mine.

February 16, 2004

The Digger
by: EJ

I'm in trouble now,

I'm stuck in this hole again,

And it keeps getting deeper,

Its harder to climb out on my own,

I'm struggling and fighting everyday,

I've cried out for help,

But no one hears me or they don't care,

Or perhaps they don't believe me,

I'm not lazy - I'm just mentally impaired,

I have physical things wrong with me,

That caused me to be mentally impaired,

Its hard to cope with,

Especially when no one understands,

And when no one will help,

Some say I'm digging my own grave,

Maybe they're right to some degree,

I may be the one digging the hole,

But who will push the mound of dirt over the edge,

That will ultimately bury me,

If only some one would throw me a rope,

Maybe I could pull myself out of this place and time,

I'm desperate these days,

I'm begging for help,

I don't want ot be the digger anymore.