For the first time now I see my life is one big mess
Constantly making mistakes of uselessness
Never have I reached the top making success
How terrifying it seems to be me now
My life is no journy, its a hell Bound
Im trying but also doing nothing
Maybe for my soul I should start praying
For if I cant reach the top in life mortal
How will I reach the heavens portal
Thinking about it makes me even weaker
Feeling the most inner hate sinking deeper
How could my life even have come to this
Im trying to remember but come up with emptyness
Everything you said about me is true
I realize this more then you think I do
I wish my apology would mean something again
But its empty words to you, it means nothing
So I came to the conclusion for this to end
I need a helping hand for this broken to mend
Ill try my hardest to see whats best
Until then I just need your tight caress
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