Life became a blur
Life became a mess
And suddenly I'm on the outside looking in
My heart begins to compressBut I'm out of time
I ran out of strength
My web of support has spun out
What I give out without a doubt
They happily drain me outI am losing track of my mistakes
I wander through time and search for pieces
Or someone to help me search for meaning
But when waters rise the shells all leave
And what's left with me is my own debrisI reach and pull and tear and nothing
I beg and plead and weep and nothingThere is no silence in my own head
I reach out a hand and it is slapped away
I fall to my knees and get a kick to the face
I pour my soul out when they need me
I get turned away when I cry out "help me"How much more of myself will I lose to others
Am I only put on Earth to bring pain
And watch happiness pour down the drain
I'm trying so hard to do good and right
But maybe I'm doomed to lose the fight

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Until the Day I'm Not
PoëzieThese are pieces directly from my head. They're little excerpts of what I'm thinking about