I try to push everyday
Everyday I fight
I try not to give up
To hold on to dear life
...
If I could
Trust me I would
Erase every bad word from my memory
Rewrite my life's story
...
You always find a way to hurt me
And I always fall into a trap I can't see
I thought I could escape the reality
That you were never mine
...
I am free
Free from wishing for you
Free from thinking about you
Free from longing for you
...
The story behind the rope is no ordinary one
It includes anguish and suffering too
Which no one truly understands
And no one can truly explain
...
The Very Effort Of Living Is A Pain.
I try to push everyday
Everyday I fight
I try not to give up
To hold on to dear life
But nothing hurts more
Than fighting to stay in despair
Holding on to hopelessness
Pushing for depression, heartbreak, anguish
Every effort I make is pain
Fighting is not easy
Especially when you know
The grass is not greener on the other side
It leaves you aching with devastating pain
Knowing all your efforts are in vain.
Pushing is not for the fainthearted
Pushing through struggle only to meet more struggle
There is no light at the end of the tunnel
In fact there is no light at all
No ending to this tunnel.
Life is hard
Life is painful
Trying to enjoy it is harder
Working towards happiness even more painful
The very effort of living is a pain
Because what is the point of trying, fighting, pushing?
Sore muscles and nothing to show for it
All your efforts wasted
They say fight, what for?
So you can stay in your cage of anguish and despair.
If living is painful
Then trying to live is more painful
even if you fight
even if you push
even if you try, sacrifice
the aftermath is pain
THE VERY EFFORT OF LIVING IS A PAIN
One thing about darkness is that you can't see it. But it has a gravitational effect on objects around it that you can see the objects being pulled towards it.