REALITY CHECK
by John Yeo
Where did the turning-point arrive?
Who knows? What triggered the break?
The edge is precarious, reality blurs,
As the finality begins to take shape.
Clinging on tightly to put on a face
Desperately looking for an answer.
Who cares? I will not appear to be weak.
I’ll show everyone, I’m in control.
Life was easier not too long ago.
I had support and people to turn to.
I feel I have lost my anchors in life.
What am I going to do to from now on?
Everywhere I turn, I feel lost and alone.
Where can I go, to get help and advice?
I need some security to rebuild my life
Reconstruct and regain my self esteem.
Loneliness is an eternally evil blight.
I have no close partner to see me through
My future stretches out in a foggy maze
Past happiness comes back to haunt me.
Carefree long days when I was young,
Seem to be someone else's story!
Did I really laugh and dance with joy
When my life was carefree and strong?
Now my dreams seem to be shattered.
In a million sharp glassy shards.
A slow and merciless insidious decline.
I feel helplessly lost and sadly alone.
Copyright © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.
by John Yeo
Where did the turning-point arrive?
Who knows? What triggered the break?
The edge is precarious, reality blurs,
As the finality begins to take shape.
Clinging on tightly to put on a face
Desperately looking for an answer.
Who cares? I will not appear to be weak.
I’ll show everyone, I’m in control.
Life was easier not too long ago.
I had support and people to turn to.
I feel I have lost my anchors in life.
What am I going to do to from now on?
Everywhere I turn, I feel lost and alone.
Where can I go, to get help and advice?
I need some security to rebuild my life
Reconstruct and regain my self esteem.
Loneliness is an eternally evil blight.
I have no close partner to see me through
My future stretches out in a foggy maze
Past happiness comes back to haunt me.
Carefree long days when I was young,
Seem to be someone else's story!
Did I really laugh and dance with joy
When my life was carefree and strong?
Now my dreams seem to be shattered.
In a million sharp glassy shards.
A slow and merciless insidious decline.
I feel helplessly lost and sadly alone.
Copyright © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.