"How Deep? How Far?"

"How Deep? How Far?"

How deep is the hole?
How far do I have to go?
To find some truth,
To find some peace

How far does this tunnel go?
How long do I have to walk?
To reach the end,
To find some peace

But we can never reach the bottom?
Never content with what we find,
So we walk until our feet bleed,
To find some peace

Dig.
Another.
Hole.

In This World

"In This World"

In this world
People die
In this world
People cheat
People hate
People lie
In this world
People strave
In this world
People crave
People steal
People rape
In this world
People kill
In this world

In this world


People
Look
Away

Our Youth Has Been Cut Short By Wallowing In Self Pity

"Our Youth Has Been Cut Short By Wallowing In Self Pity"

I have pondered, considered my mortaility
Attached it to another, but still no reason to live
Searched for excuses for far too long
There are no more, having considered ending it all
And for what achievement? What to gain?
To become a memory that in many will fade
Risk to crush and burden a cherished few
There is no glamour, no glory, no praise
In throwing life and all it holds away
The sooner that is understood, more better off we'll be
Who wants to lean on crutches so heavily?
Why not be proud to stand on your own two feet?
Find your strengths, although you feel weak
Do not take these words as been there's, and done that's
For I have walked both miles, lived both lives
Have come the the conclusion that it's not my time
To give it all away, without saying goodbye
Leaving those around me wondering why
So why glorify heartache? why use it as weight?
For social acceptance, for sympathy's sake
A beacon of light that hides in the dark
Understand it's not how you act, it's the person you are...