Exhausted, past the point of no return
Body aches and trembles, showing no concern
Everyday things, becoming cumbersome
By the end of the day, I’m nothing but numb
Pushing the limits, with no end in sight
Why is it, I never do, what it is that’s right?
Years of abuse, to myself, I have endured
Time and time again, my life, I have poured
Into an empty shell, trying to regain strength
Knowing in my heart, I would go to any length
To make myself better, than I was, yesterday
Trying to find the path, yet, still I go astray
Refusing to be defeated, by this human shell
Embattled, with the agony, of which, I never tell
Only I can resurrect the soul so deep inside
Else I’ll shrivel up, like a flower that has died
No, I’m not ready, not quite yet, to simply wilt away
I’ll be back tomorrow, just to fight another day!
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