Let me tell you something: if you notice something I’ve done, if it’s not great, if you see a flaw a misstep a mistake
I probably caught it too, and I’m using it as an excuse to escape
Into old habits and unfriendly thoughts, bad methods and frequent haunts, and let me tell you something: it’s a long way down from where I am.
Let me tell you something: if I’m hurting you’ll know, but you’ll brush it off like I do because I will have my glow as camouflage
And I won’t blame you for mistaking the inferno of an implosion for sunshine, because really
All fire is bright, isn’t it? Every distraction is there to hide the fight inside that lets me say
“Really, I swear I’m okay.”–
But let me tell you something: it’s a long way down from where I am.
Let me tell you something: I know who and how and why I am but that doesn’t mean a damn thing at 3 a.m. in the morning
When my only company happens to be the very things I’m always hiding from–
Oh, you wouldn’t believe what I see in myself through a fog of not enough sleep, and let me tell you something: it’s a long way down from where I am.
Let me tell you something: some days it gets hard to even breathe and I’d give anything to be able to leave and never come back
Every word feels like an attack trying to crack my fragile grasp on what is and isn’t
And that knowledge that is always so implicit has been dangling anyway–
I have always been afraid of letting too much go, because oh God, let me tell you something: it’s a long way down from where I am.
Let me tell you something: I’m not one for secrets and I’ve never held a fondness for lies,
But I am a fan of closing my eyes and covering everyone else’s because sometimes I know that it’s better to be blind than see
That really, it’s a long way down from where I am
And I’m not afraid of falling.
2 comments
Thanks for telling me something. I hear you. Good post..thanks
Hey OMM, I don’t know how I missed all your posts until today, but you have an amazing way with words. This piece is brilliant, all the way to the final kick in the gut. I too am afraid of not being afraid of falling. I guess we won’t know until we’ve gone over the edge. May you never reach that point.