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Ashley Barberio Mar 2012
Slowly we start to fade
Swallowed by a sea of grief
Consumed by poor judgment and actions
On trial, council of morals is our only witnesses
As we try to fight the pressure
Crushing, smothering us
Attempting to break our spirits

Drowning, flailing about
In hope that something reaches out
And save us from our uncertainties
There’s no one left
But there’s no disappointment
When it fails

We’re losing the fight
As no one extends their hand to help
Interested only in the commonality
Of their lives, controlled, influenced
By the sins of our past

Succumbing to the darkness
The questions haunting
Our minds still fighting
Despite the physical battle is over

We’ve done all we could
Changed, everything that can be,
Been all we could be
But society has thrown us away
They’ve lost faith in our abilities
Causing an internal struggle

The painful endeavor is ending
As our thoughts start to slow
It’s too late for the help that is coming,
It’s time to just let go
We’ve fought the life long battle
But victory was far from us

Not everything can be stopped
Not everyone can be saved
And yet once we are gone
Regardless of who we are in life
Slowly we start to fade....

— The End —