I let myself down, head hung in shame;
On my knees crying, tormented by the rain.
Fallen under the pressures of this fucked up society;
I clench my teeth, just trying to deal quietly.
Taking on the world, I failed, but what did I gain?
Happiness turned into sorrow, pleasure into pain.
My heart bruised and broken, beating ever so slightly;
Like a prize fighter barely surviving those 12 rounds nightly.
Beaten and exhausted, up against the rope;
Alone, lost and shaking, do I still have any hope?
I was given the chance to experience the truest and purest of loves;
Only to grieve its loss as reality violently shoves...
The memories of friends I've watched come and go;
Some to a place where darkness is all they will ever know.
I know where I've been, but not where I'm going;
Know what I've done, but not what I'm doing.
In my darkest hour will the light finally dawn?
Will I find the strength to somehow carry on?
Yes, I let myself down, but there will be an end to this pain;
When this eternal night ends and I step out of the rain.
Saturday, November 15, 2003
