Life coming around faster than expected.
Anger from family seems to be resurrected.
Don’t know what I keep doing wrong.
Every day seem to be taking so long.
Fighting to just keep breathing it feels.
Nobody caring if i’m alive or if my sore heals.
Thinking about just putting a bullet in my dome.
Because it feels like i’m nothing but alone.
Drinking these problems away like they’re not there.
But some things are just too much for me to bare.
Breaking myself down left and right.
No longer being someone able to fight.
Just hoping for change but expecting nothing.
Feeling nothing but my own pain and suffering.