I struggle for the words, words I know need not be said
To portray the verbose crushing of my heart inside my head
I struggle for the strength to keep denying that it's back
The hurtful pain of sadness that has pushed my life off track
I struggle for the hand of you, the grip held me so tight
And almost won this battle, you almost won my fight
I struggle to accept this, I struggle to carry on another day
I pave the way for you to come back, but alas you do not stay
I struggle to comprehend that what we had is now amis
I respect the road you've chosen, it is not as difficult as this
I struggle to beat down the dark cloud I feel rising in my chest
I falter under all of this, regarding under what was my best
I struggle for a reason to climb back up against once more
I fumble in the darkness for my twenty milligram-a-cure
I struggle for my wings to lift me from this abysmal ache
I fall into the coldness of the monster feeding off my quake
I struggle to fly, my broken wings, full of fear of the past
They rip from my back, into the darkness, this pain is here to last
I struggle to tell you of this monster, I secretly scream for help
But afraid for your safety, I endure the pain within myself
I struggle to succomb to the future, with only your memory
The pain, my only reminder, that once you fought with me
