Fighting the Battle Inside

Cry

Here comes another tear from my eye

As all of a sudden all I can sit here and do is cry.

So sick of all that has come into play.

No longer do I feel the need to stay.

Pure annoyance running through my mind.

Want to get out and leave it all behind.

Dealt with a fall, a bruise.

I ask myself, "What is the use?"

I gave it a try for the second go round,

But now I am done no longer do I want to be bound.

Trying like hell to find a way out.

So sick of this pain and constant doubt.

Torn and broken I am within.

No longer do I feel the need to give in.

Want to be free.

To just be me.

Go out on my own and have my own place.

Definitely an interesting tole I will face,

But I am ready to go

I want to let go.

Just need one more thing.

Just hope time shall bring.

So here I sit as another tear falls from my eye.

I no longer want my option to be to cry.