Everything I touch crushes down, and doesn’t turn to much!
I am crawling on the floor hoping to find my way out that door.
I got some good in me, but I wish I could be more like he.
I wish I could scream, so you could hear the hurt in me.
Breaking down on every word hurts more then it ever could.
I am stronger now and I want to believe more then I should.
Every time I look up sadness hits me like a stone.
I am buried, I am bruised and I just want to break loose.
Every time I start to believe something is taken from me.
Sometimes I can’t take this place, I want run away.
I want to hate this hurt, I want to hate this face.
Yesterday away from you hurt so bad I fell to my knee’s.
I am the weakest of weak I couldn't pick myself up.
Yesterday I cried so hard no words could explain my tears.
I feel like a broken record words repeat them self’s.
I am confused most of the time rambling on back on forth.
I can talk life’s struggles, but it always ends with the most difficult questions.
My words break down right in front of me, continuously.
There is nothing I can do to stop the crashes just more tears inside.
I am all twisted up into a ball of undesired metaphors.
Let me show you who is boss, so I can get this out of my head.
I am pacing to the finish line, I am waiting for tomorrow.
I can fall on my face, and I can get right back up.
I can carry my heart upright, so I can stop tripping over it.
It’s nothing personal just anger that builds over time.
It is another wrecked way of saying that I try to give a shit.
I can sure dish it out, but I can’t possibility take it.
Watch me, I can run my mouth, but no words flow out.
Watch me, the lies will just fly out with no hesitation.
Is this true I can fall and everything will go away?
I can fall, I can bleed and I can act as if everything is alright.
Lies consume my ways of thinking, and it is so bad!
When I am away from you there is so much pressure.
A force Choking me until my head explodes.
I want to breath this most wonderful air.
I want to write in the best possible way.
I think so good, but the this paper is another story.
How bad can I sound is the question?
Can I run on, or just run on?
Let me write the most horrible things.
Maybe someone will think there is something wrong!
Everything is worth the shot!
I can say that I'm fine again, but many words that I speak don't seem to come true. I could be just like you, but these dreams will never come true. I could be all alone, but I would never survive this worthless world. I can run away, but this pain will always follow by my side. I can say a lot of things, but that doesn't mean that anyone would listen. I can walk up right, but that doesn't mean that I won't be thrown to the ground. I still have so much to lose, I don't know what to do. I can say that I'm fine again, but my words might be lies. I'm going to be fine, One day, Too Late, I'm in hell.
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