A Crying Shame

every time i stand
still i become
a crying
shame filled tears hide
behind doors i dare
not open
yet i listen
and on the other side
my heart is breaking
my grip is failing
me a failure
new hope and newer glory
found
but i'm the lost one and losing
fading
into that broken background
that cuts deep
under the skin that never was
thick enough to listen
yet i trust
in satisfaction i have not tasted
and i release
what was never mine
but will always be


do you ever feel like you've just had the wind knocked out of you? that's how i've felt ever since i woke up.