crumbling apart trying to put myself back together again i gotta be doing something wrong.patience can be a virtue as well a vice i would rather keep myself busy or live in the moment  then wait.but pray hope for the willpower to change along the way and find truth with trust.lust with love.life with purpose and faith in life.i gotta stay on top of this get back on this horse and live through mistakes again and learn new ones along the way.but dont get stuck in this craze new age believing just live the life you know and willing to live .i gotta wiggle through this this quicksand i seem to be sinkin in .i gotta stop feeling alone when no one is there to talk to  then that sounds ridiculous when i double think who above me.i gotta fight the past and memories that haunt me voices in my head the guilt the lies the heartache and move on to a life of mine a i can bear and be me.i gotta fight to be happy