The twisting of my mind, the escape is not far enough. i draw breath compose myself, dust my self down. then i fall and hit the ground.
this space i am so familiar with, the bottom of it all. the place that always comes back. the faces change and people rush by.
i am standing still, even my shadow as gone. i am not a bad person, why cant i seem to get along like the the rest of the world.
is there something wrong with me, i know i am not the same. the roads i have dragged my feet down have not been kind.
where is my smile, where is my life. i have lost it all and i am only just holding on to my mind.
i cant drown my thoughts in drink any more, i cant cut myself till it hurts. my body is numb. it wont awake, i lost to many times.
each time the hurt craves its self upon me. chipping away at me, dragging me under. leading me towards the dark.
