Why am I here?
Why do I keep doing the same thing over and over again?
Do I like pain?
Do I like to be hurt?
It seems so, that is all I am getting.
Yet, I can not leave.
I stay and take the pain until I drop down to my knees.
I used to cry, but my river of tears has dried up long ago.
I am just numb.
To live you must be willing to give, and I have given all I can.
I pray for better days, and they never seem to come.
Or do they, and I am just too afraid to take that leap.
This world is so unkind, and my mind makes it harder for me to be free.
I live a life that is not worth living,
Yet everyday I get up and try again.
One day I must stop and start believing in me.
Right now, I cannot see that day.
It seems too far away.
I will keep looking, but for how long I do not know for how long.
My soul is draining, I am losing this battle.
I hate to lose, but this is one fight that I know longer have the strength to give.