Friday 14 August 2015

Breaking

It isn't getting any easier, this weary life of mine; Im waiting for the day to when I can leave it all behind.

Im losing strengh to carry on and make it through each day; my pain I carry deep inside I wish would somehow go away.

The people in my life are losing a battle to keep me sane; one day they know I'll be push to far to come back from the end.

This burden that I carry is tearing me apart; its hard to walk through life living with a dying, broken heart.

From the inside out and head to toe I'm slowly fading away; its just a matter of time before I finally take my life away.

I wish someone could save me and deliver a blessed hand; for saying goodbye would be easy if I could walk in a peaceful land.

I fear that I am not so strong to stand and face the fight; but if I just try hard enough I believe that I will finlly, through the darkness, find that hopefull light.