I walk with my eyes on the setting sun
I have nothing
Memories flash behind my eyes
I’ve trained myself to see my flaws
The goals I have
Are worthless
Always second best
Never good enough
The overwhelming pressure
Has pushed me off the dock
Into an ocean of my tears
I swim
Struggling against the currents
Holding my breath
Wishing I would drown
But being denied that pleasure
As my feet hit the shore
I run
My thoughts racing in circles
The weight of the world
Feels heavy on my shoulders
I stumble, but I do not fall
I press harder, I want to break
To die, for there to be an end
But it never comes
So I slow to a walk
And turn on to the dock
Then my mind drifts back to my Boulevard of Broken Dreams
