It feels like I'm drowning again.
Again and again... And again.
It's never ending.
It never will.
As long as I'm alive...
The pain will kill.
Many things cannot suffice.
The pain will only subside, later coming back but twice.
To what I've become the water runs down.
My lungs are now filled as I wear this crown.
A life of uncertainty laced in sin.
No one knows how deep I fall in.
Call it cliché, call me a drag.
But I will stand but not with a pale flag.
I may be young, I may be naive.
But don't be to quick to guess what my mind can conceive.
I know pain like the back of my hand.
Nothing you throw at me I can't withstand.
I've never been hit, never been touched.
But the pain that I feel I can only take so much.
A pain I know, the betrayal of my mind.
Look through my soul, see what you find.
I've asked for help.
They believe it's an attention yelp.
Feeding my demons, I am a great host.
Of all my wishes this is the one I seldom want most.
But it seems my condition has worsened.