Falling

My eyes are open, but they’re black,
To close them causes me pain,
Satan, I want my soul back!
I shout as I fall in the rain.

My body’s bruised,
My mind is so confused…

My wrists are tired of bleeding,
My right side is stained with mud,
My left, well, I cannot feel it,
But I know it’s streaming blood.

No matter how hard I try,
Without my soul, I will die!
So give up and let go,
Stop holding on.
Why do I try so,
Hard to be strong?

My knees are grazed and dirty,
From crawling on the ground.
I can hear my shoulders aching,
Just listen to the sound.

My arm is broken,
I haven’t spoken…

No matter how hard I try,
Without my soul, I will die!
So give up and let go,
Stop holding on.
Why do I try so,
Hard to be strong?

No tears fill up my eyes,
No screams sound from my mouth,
I think I’ll seem strong if I don’t cry,
But I’ll burst if I don’t shout!

I pull backflips,
On my crucifix…

No matter how hard I try,
Without my soul, I will die!
So give up and let go,
Stop holding on.
Why do I try so,
Hard to be strong?