And somehow,
I know that my body will give out,
What is it through the fog,
My head keeps rolling around in tears,
Rolling down the hill with my feet,
I have no idea if I or my tears hit the bottom first,
Taking it all in with a deep breath,
As my head rolls,
My tears fall along with me,
And I can't run fast enough to keep them at Bay,
I keep telling myself,
Wondering how much of myself,
Can actually speak out,
How much of myself,
Do I keep pushing out,
Turning myself inside out,
As my heart rolls,
Feeling like I'm crashing,
It's my heart down the hill in racing,
Wondering how low I got to go just to catch it,
Wondering if I'm better off just letting it go,
And just get myself down the hill.
- Joshua Banks JJAJ