Torn - April 3, 2001

(c) April 3, 2001

There was a time
not long ago, just a day or two
when I was not myself at all
the night time was the coldest black

And I was almost through
I was torn
and cut so deep
I needed help it's true

So I started writing
pushed this pencil
till I knew
that waiting on the other side
the sky as crystal blue

I know that this is strange
and really don't make sense
But could it be that writing
is my only strong defense

Defense from what you say
is there something wrong
why can't you just do your time
it's really not that long

Time is not the reason
that it's hard you see
it's the damn confinement
I'm way too close to me

by Ricky D. McKean

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