Sometimes I wish I was on the brink of my sunrise

Sometimes I wonder how did I even get to this place

Sometimes I wonder if my voice will even be heard

If I speak it loud enough on paper, 

will the words dance in your head 

and leave you stimulated mentally, 

physically giving your soul enough to feed on

The flowers around me are dead 

The trees around me are not even blooming

I can’t hear the birds sing

All I see, hell I can’t see

All I think I see is darkness

Sometimes I wish I was on the brink of my sunrise

Sometimes I wonder how did I even get here

If I turn back and go to the middle, 

will that change the course of my destiny?

Will I be able to go back and change time, 

correct the mistakes I made?

Sometime I wonder if I free flow through life 

and then maybe I will have a purpose 

and some kind of way reach my destiny

I don’t even know how I got here

I wonder sometimes if I scream loud enough on paper 

will you hear me, will you reach out and save me

Sometimes I wonder how did I even get here

I turned around and do a 360, 

I am still in the same place 

with the same clothes, same hair, same everything

But the world around me is dark and I can not see 

Sometimes I need a light to guide me

Looking for falseness not necessary the truth 

hoping that maybe they could lead me to the pathway of light

Sometimes I wonder how I got here

Sometimes I wonder if I will reach the brink of my morning sunrise

Looking for someone to guide me – push me through this madness….lost

Sometimes I wonder why the trees don’t bloom, 

birds don’t sing and my heart don’t bleed

Looking for destiny, maybe that is it, I am looking too hard

Maybe I should let it flow and see what happens 

and let the light guide me