There is so much that needs to be done,
every time I lift my head I'm crushed from within.
I really can't say how much more I can take.
I wish it would just go away,
but I know that the hurt follows me.
I feel like I'm trapped and the words don't come out,
but I continue to scream and shout.
I wish I did more to help my life,
I wish I would have changed my earlier years.
I blame myself for doing nothing.
Like I always do,
yet I still walk around my room acting stupid just like I know to do.
I hope to God I find out what's wrong,
before it's to late.
I seem to meet the people that are out to get me in the end.
Everyone Lies, and Nobody can be trusted.
Why should I open my eyes when there is never anything good to see?
I'm in this car crash nightmare with know one to help me.
I take this time to figure this out, I take this time to shut my mouth.
How many times do I have to be stuck in this bad luck life?
How many times am I going to put my head down in pain?
How many times?
They never said that this would be easy.
rain falls from the blackness in the sky, the water soaks the earth. here we stay a float, but slowly we are drowning. the mud grabs us by the ankles, pulling us into the ground. everyday is a struggle to move. With all of these days, we carry out this weight, walking closer to the pavement. we tippy toe across the marsh, crashing faster each time. crushed to our knees, our hearts slow to a beat. we question our strength, savoring every last drop, like the very last scotch. and at the end of the day, when the moon covers the view. your soft hand pressures, then squeeze’s these muscles and slowly cracks the bones, you push down upon me, I pray you don’t break me. With all the pain and agony, we continue to push forward, but we question our lives, always struggling to stand up straight. fearing our inevitable fate. carrying this horrible weight. Note; In all honesty this is about the world and the struggle to live, have faith in God, but the weight some t...
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