and maybe this is wrong...

I don't actually know when I wrote this one, so I'm putting a random date. I know it is an earlier poem, so yeah...enjoy!

and maybe this is wrong
but this world is pressing down
and I can't take it anymore
I want to feel my blood pour
once again
but then again
I have a love
that is growing more and more
with every moment
that passes
that comes and goes
it stays
and so i say to you my friend
that even though I want the end
I see a beautiful beginning
shining through this shattered window
and a light from up above
calling out my name
so softly, sweetly
that I cannot fear
what is so near
and haunting.
oh the past is trying so completely
to tear my hopes away
and the future wants to take me down
and tie my body to the ground
and beat me
until I go limp.
but this moment shines out bright
if I could only see
through the shrouds i have wrapped
around my face
around my feet
so I can no longer step
in the right way
only stand here in the wrong
and disappear into the shadow
crawling steadily along.
oh how I wish I could move.
oh how I wish I could move
oh how I wish I could move