To me, life is a thing that
would be really easy to quit,
because I live in a world
where I just don’t fit.
I try very hard
at times to explain,
but nobody can understand
my sorrow and pain.
It seems that everyday
a piece of me will die.
I’m slipping away,
and I can’t reveal why.
I’d try searching my soul,
but I can’t see in the dark.
These demons keep clawing
their way through my heart.
There’s a few that love me,
and I know that they care.
But no one can fix me;
I’m beyond repair.
Written by
Tammy Fay Siboloski