Needing Help
I tilt my head back and take the pill.
Maybe it will break my will.
Make this pain get out of me.
This is becuase of a she.
Getting left alone i seem to be good at.
And in my heart another crack.
Im ready to shatter and leave it all.
But my heart makes me stay, and the pain makes me crawl.
These drugs that i do work for a minute.
But the next second im back in it.
Somebody help me get out of my mind.
This pill will maybe help me unwind.
"Thats life"
Nothin but strife.
Time will come and go.
Like everyone you know.
And in the end.
You will want to rebegin.
Its all so painfull all the time.
It gets rid of the pain but its a crime.
And im sorry to you.
But i need someone to help me get through.
Copyright © Zach Kindell | Year Posted 2012
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