There’s a lot of words I’ll never say,
A lot I wish I could say.
This life has brought me places I thought I’d never be.
I’ve seen things, I wish I could forget.
But you can’t forget, when you’re living right in the middle of it.
I get so stressed, so down, so out of my mind….
There has to be an end…
There has to be an answer…
There has to be a way to put all the pieces back together.
I’m a train wreck…
Even when things are good….
They always just turn right around, and head for the worst.
It never changes, it’s just a cycle.
I want a place to lay my head…
to call a home, that’s not just a cage full of demons.
Oh how I fight, everyday, just to have to strength…
To not let this drive me off the edge.
I’m stronger than this, I really am…
It’s just the constant repetition that breaks me down.
I do find happiness in this hell… and truly I am a happy person.
I just know how good life COULD be…
and how ridiculous it is…
And it makes me sick.
tired of the hate,
of the lies,
of the thieves…
Tired of dealing with problems not my own,
of seeing him hurt,
of watching it all unfold…
Tired of fake kindness,
of trying to get along,
of forgiving and forgetting,
Tired of track lines,
and of pill residue.
Tired of the addictions,
and your fake sobriety,
of all your excuses,
and of the pills that caused it all….
You fools… you wonder why you’re life is living hell.