Losing Ground

I'm tired and I'm worn and just want to sleep
My loniness and sadness is running too deep.
At night I feel like I'm laying in a cold cold coffin
Where my tears make it rain way too often.
I want to close my coffins lid for good
But I'm not sure that I even could.
So instead I get up and leave to walk in the rain
So that maybe I'll drown in something other than pain.
Its dangerous for me to be alone, with no one around
When my barriers fall and my sanity's not so sound.
That's when my bad habits come to show and tell
And I fall into a horrible self torture spell.
When I close into myself and everyone walks out the door
The lid to my cloffin closes just that much more.

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April 26, 2014 (c)