I feel like I been going through hell and now im back for another chance to live this life right.
But from the way it looks my emotions are getting kind of tight
And tired of feeling like a constant load being dropped from the skyscraper that pierces the clouds that hide the sun
Begging to go back to the place where I once felt many forms of warmth and comfort but asking why must I be the one
To go through all the dimensions, fighting demons that I never knew existed but yet I find a way to win every battle by the grace that sweeps my feet off the ground so diligently and silently that I can’t bare to make a sound.
I used to feel like I was being drowned at a circus and my screams and cries were just an act of a performance that went totally wrong
But later to review the past I realized that my act was my life and my life was at the dismiss of that song
That everyone played when they were feeling more than alone.
When the thoughts of life barricaded that very road that was less traveled through the minds of the less fortunate people such as you and I such as those who try to commit suicide not caring to live or die.