Downing

What I'm doing?
Trying, hoping, sacrifying.
But they all lead to nothing.
Or is what I do just thinking?

Questions, questions
But I can find no answers!

I know what i need,
But knowing does not feed
Yesterday, today, tomorrow
All the same.
I cannot see even though something came.

Damn it!
I am so tired,
What I feel is worse than Hell
I cannot speak though it is higher than a mountain what I want to tell

It is still raining,
I can't find a way.
He, she, they
I don't even care.
All these things, no more I can bare
How much longer,
This cry, try?
Oh my cure!
Come and dry
Dry my tears!
I can no more stand those killing fears.