Trap

If i died tonight would the world even notice Would my kids carry on and be able to focus, On the future i swore we could easily reach Just the thought of the gulit makes me physically weak. Carry on with this day as if theres a purpose Strongly ignoring my minds inner circus, As The light of the tunnel fades further away Im praying i’ll reach the end of the day. With the heaviest heart i look Up and i see My freedom forbidden theres no option for me, To be free from my trap is what i desperately crave But i won’t watch my girls come to visit my grave.