Soccer
A game that everybody knows
A referee who blows the whistle for half time
A goalie who saves the ball
Players running everywhere
Chasing the ball
Wanting to score a goal
Players getting red and yellow cards

Crowded by the cacophonous concourse,
My inhalation abducted by intruders.
But I am abandoned, deserted, forsaken,
Encompassed but forlorn.
And my piece of mind
Has always been at war.

The wanderers are walking
The path of unknown.
They're hoping for wishes and wishing for hope
Praying for miracles to help them cope.
But the wind is blowing,
And the rain is falling,
No miracles ever come
On this dark old desolate road.

Many have journeyed,
Few have survived
To tell the stories and the lies.
They all know this,
But still they go, wistfully thinking
That they will be the one.
So they silently steadily stay
Upon this dark old desolate road.

Why is it that everyone must go
To places that they can't?
To see the bitter beauty of the desolate
And the light of the dreary dark.
And upon the path of less traveled
Where people seldom return.
They all are fools but still they follow,
That dark old desolate road.

Angry people,
And words of hate,
But when they say sorry.
It's already too late.

The words that burn.
The wounds they glisten.
I am sorry please just listen.

The burning lies in sorrow
That destroyed my will to face tomorrow.
The paper I folded
So neatly inside explains the life
I wish I never had.

Over and over it's the same everyday.
It comes to the point, where I can not stay.

I see the blade of a knife
Staring at me with sorrow
Written in words I see.

Now with the pain inside of me.
I take my life.
It's all over now.
That I've sealed my fate.

A word called sorry will come to late.

Everything is so black and grey.
I'm surrounded by all the reasons I cannot stay.
I've tried the drugs.
They take me away just for that moment of the day.
The alcohol stimulates me just a hangover in so much more pain.
The pain I feel never goes away.
No matter what I do.
It's always there to stay.
Maybe it is telling me I shouldn't be here today.
I've cried and I've cried with my blood shot tears.
It is hard to say what I will do next.
I'm im so much more pain.
I've overdosed on medication.
I'm surprised.
I should be in the hospital by now.
They would probably ask me too many questions as they examine me.
My body is bruised frome head to toe with cuts of blood here and there.
I'm im so much more pain.
I wish someone was still here to help me through my pain.
Everyone is gone.
They left me behind.
I'm in so much more pain.
I wanna know why I am still here.
All I wish is to go back in time.

Lost
Feeling lost in the depths of your mind
Can't find a way out of the maze
In a haze and dazed
People say
"She's just going through a phase"
But it's deep
In your soul
You can't sleep or eat
You don't wanna exist anymore
Until you find a way to pick yourself up off the floor
Sometimes it's a friend,
Bended down on one knee
Saying
"Get up now, time to follow my lead"
It's hard to believe,
You don't even wanna try
But a lovers smile
Or a friends embrace...
Sometimes that's all it takes
Just tell yourself
"I'm not living on the ground anymore"
Get off the floor,  
It's gonna be better than before
Find what needs to be found
Turn your life around
There's people worth living for
I promise...  
"There's happiness out there"
You just gotta believe
Come on now
Follow my lead
I'll help you get where you're going
I'm here, bended on one knee
"Take my hand, I'll guide you through"
I'm here to help you
This is time for discovery,
Believe in me
It's never too late for recovery
"Just follow me back to reality*"