Strength is my weakness.
I will not allow myself to scream.
May the world never see anything of me.
Alone at night my only comfort,
Yet I am so cold.
Panic is not a luxury I can afford.
When the tallies are scored,
I always lose.
My soul is battered and Bruised,
I don't know what to do.
Where can I turn?
How can I release my anger?
Back into the ring,
I refuse to give up this easily!
Flawed and reckless,
My life is such a mess!
I'm not ready,
But I can handle this.
I am strong.
My frame stays solid while my heart dissentigrates,
under the weight of my mistakes.
My strength makes me doubt and hate myself.
This makes me weak.
May I forever sleep.
Never again to weep.
For the loss that I endure everyday of my life.
