Sometimes you know, when breathing fails.
you resuscitate yourself to no avail.
the only thing constant about good things to come,
is that when they do, leave no end undone.
i fell asleep last night with terrible thoughts inside of my head.
they cried, they screamed, some even bled.
mountains of stress, despair, and indescribable anger,
push down on my neck, they want me to hang there.
expected to just to be hung out and dried.
i cant give up yet, because i haven't died.
Ive been set back, once again, in my marathon of life.
and for all that it's worth, i wouldn't give back the strife.
so many people, just mean more then they know...
Ive just never told them, i live in a shadow.
sometimes i try to in my own little ways.
but when i get around to it, my thoughts slowly decay.
I'm not in this for fame, and definitely not greed,
for both those things, i have no need.
its safe to say, that at the end of my time here,
none of my thoughts, nor my eyes will ever be clear.
ill always have trouble dealing with past,
mostly because i know, i should have made some things last.
i cant take anything back, you wont see any attempt.
from your wrath, your power, your love...I'm exempt.
