6 Feet Below

I put on makeup to hide the pain.
It would all come off if I danced in the rain.

But I would never allow myself so much fun...
As soon as you slip, that's when you're done.

Deep down inside I think I know who I am.
But what if it ends up being a sham?

I know I go much deeper than the eye can see,
and the last thing I need is for someone to pity me.

Society makes us constantly question ourselves,
And social networking sites don't come with warning bells.

Sometimes these days I get so lost.
I forget where I was going in life, and it comes at a high cost.

I start to get anxious and stressed wondering if this is how it will be forever...
Then I remember I must take a deep breath and continue on with this endeavor.

I know too many people who have died young.
Who have said a silent goodbye, their life albums left unsung.

I remind myself I must live for them...
For my brother, my father, and the many more left with wilted stems.

So on those days I feel down and feel like I can't go,
I remember that things could be worse: I could be 6 feet below.

Xoxo,

Carlene

Remember: Every day is a new day to start a new beginning with a better ending.