Rescue Me
With no light
The tightiness grows
The sores of cut up dreams bleed their way into our happy home
Disgusted in the way things have become
Shaken from the foundation of hope
My eyes won't see asleep I am
As time fades away
Struggle I hold close
Can't break free
Try so hard to remain positive
and sure of our direction
Truth is this is A Wrong Turn
I am begining to believe
I fear near is a broken stern
Wandering mindlessly across the waves of depression
I sail
The wind of failure blows harder and harder
As each day passes
My ship of dreams becomes torn
Capsized it shall become
If these oceans of negitivity don't calm
Regret I will feel Unsuriness I will embark on
A journey lost to unforseen circumstances
A life jaded forever if this chain of change does not rescue us soon
Copyright © David Grasby | Year Posted 2013
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