GOT MY DEMONS, GOT MY PRIDE

As I sit here, all alone And as I'm wondering if, I'll even eat at all; As I'm taking my first step towards; Another long day, with very little reward. Can't God just please, leave me here as a stone; As I'm so broken, need to do this alone... "As I'm sick and tired, of all of them, Still I can't find another way in. GOT MY DEMONS, GOT MY PRIDE, But I think I'm stuck here, till the day I die"... Can't find mercy, but I sure find sin; As I'm deciding if, it's a life I still want to be in ... And as I'm writing bout, suicide; Still not writing bout, exactly when... One more Sunday, just to see, I've tried so hard to, just believe... As I'm sick and tired, of all of them, Yet I still can't find, another way in... GOT MY DEMONS, GOT MY PRIDE, and now I know I'm stuck here, till the day I die. GOT MY DEMONS, STILL GOT SOME PRIDE...