Monthly Archives: August 2025

Alone on this road Hands were dealt. And I struggle During my short stay.

We walk a fine line And balance down the narrow We slip, but won’t fall.

Take a pen and bleed Let your heart rip at the seems No apologies.

I’ll take back my life I’ll make a new vision board Realign myself.

Emotions come out Shaping the words out my mouth Too scared to exist

The suns rise and fall The moments pass and nothing Is getting better.

I don’t want to cry Don’t even think I could now Is this where I pray?

My skin is ice cold My soul is trying to hold But my breath is lost.

I’m about to drown I lay in a sinking boat With no one around.