Ev'rything around me is crumbling
All the things I love, all the friends I've made
Running in the dark and I'm stumbling
It just all blew up like a hand grenade
Wishing things would stay the same for longer
But it's far too late for that to happen
Wishing I could be a little stronger
And deal with all the problems like us men
But on the inside, it's all killing me
I try to keep it together outside
But I think I've finally struck a leak
Can't I please just get off of this damn ride?
All is happening way too fast these days
Debating on if I've been raised or razed.
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Sonnets
PoetryA collection of Sonnets, probably going to continue for quite some time before it's complete.
