My dreams seem to shatter away,Where ever I see is compromise,
People telling me to re-start, re-think, re-do and re-live.
What about me? I don’t know the answer myself,
What I know I am tired, confused and in-between the path of giving up.
The rage and frustration is creating a black whole within me,
The never ending pain
The never ending hollow
The never ending unanswered questions.
Why is this? We ask but we never get,
I am trying to get back on track but past still haunts me.
I want to see me in the eye and say it’s possible,
But I am tired and scared of my recurring failures.
I know it’s a part of life, but why why me?
I also know everyone asks the same questions,
But self pity and filth is what makes the doomsday come near.
