it's like a timebomb
you know it's going to explode
but you're clueless as to when
and then when you least expect it.
No point banging head first into the wall
repeatedly
time for change, a new direction
it's been blow after blow
and physically my body's dead
sleep is the great escape
but i can't sleep, toss and turn
it's taking a toll
feels as if someone put their hands through my chest
and ripped my heart out
but since one door has closed
i'll just wait for the next to open