Loosing My Grip

Compelling to go on,
straining to win.
Fighting forward,
Then falling again.
I just cant do this,
I know Ill trip.
Fall on my face,
Im loosing my grip.

I run away,
from all I am,
screaming an crying,
cant take a stand.
What is it Im after,
what is it I chase.
Why cant I reach it,
and just have some peace.

I cant just help myself,
I dont know how.
Id stop this trying race
and take my bow.
My bow as a failure
of this Ill admit.
I wont keep going,
Because Im loosing my grip.