I take on each painful day, much the same,
Nobody seems, to understand, but they are not, to blame.
I feel that, I am on the outside, looking in,
I feel so down, and lonely, I don't know where, to begin.
The nights are short, the days are long,
I feel so weak, but, I need to be, strong.
Life is not the same as it was, the pain is winning,
please, I need some help, is this the end, or the beginning.
As the devil, (RSD) drags me deeper, and further, down, into his lair,
all I feel is loneliness frustration and despair.
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