All That Will Remain
Always searching for the next good time
and what the world can bring.
Always looking for the next big deal
and what it’s offering.
Never thinking very far ahead
or worrying about the cost.
Never wanting much to understand
or caring what gets lost.
Always thinking I don’t need to change,
believing that I’m fine.
Always doing what I want to do
and taking what is mine.
Never listening to their advice,
for surely they don’t know.
Never going to let them think I’m down,
or I’m out of control.
Always needing more to get the fix
and more to pay the price.
Always promising I’ll give it up,
my own strength will suffice.
Never thought that things would be this way.
Won’t let them know the cause.
Never going to let myself admit
the damage that it does.
Always going through the cycle.
Always starting up again.
Always finding out the hard way
that there’s just no way to win.
Never going stop the bleeding
or the guilt or all the pain,
so the shell of me that people see…
is all that will remain.
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