The End

I said it was over My heart didn't mean it though but after the years, and the tears, and the lies I think it's time my heart is not ready but my spirit is done I'm not in the game anymore I don't want to play games anymore I just can't take anymore staring out the window while the rain falls wishing hoping praying while my soul cries and inside I slowly die with sorrow filled eyes I envelope pain and the combination of well-wishes and death-wishes fill my brain I'm stuck but not really everyone knows that to get out of quicksand, you just have to slow down!!