So Small

Sometimes I feel so small in this great big world
Where do I go, where do I belong, where do I fit in
Sometimes I wonder what my place is in this world
Why am I here, Why do I continue to exist, Why am I really here

What is my purpose,
Why is it hidden from me
Do I already know what it is
Or am I too blind to see what it is

I feel like such a small dot in this big big world,
That I don’t even matter,
That I don’t need to belong anymore
That if I ceased to exist, no one would care..

Will I be remembered when I do finally leave this world
Will I be known for something great
Will I see all this world has to offer
Will this pain ever really leave.

The pain is so big that it feels like a canyon
The pain is so large, that it swallows me whole
The pain is so fierce that I wonder what it will do to me
This pain seems to never end.

The emptiness, loneliness it never seems to go away
Try as I might to fight it off, it always creeps back up
The black it engulfs, ensues me to the point I don’t know which way is up
Will I ever see light..
Will I ever know that pure joy again

When will it be my time for happiness
When will it be my time for joy
When will it be my time so the pain goes away
When will it be my time to have the canyon filled again..

©2008, Amanda Tachick

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