Some times life stops you
Like a bag of dirt,
Life drops you
There are days when we surrender
Silenced tears and heavy eyelids
and days we can't remember

I'm still me and you're still you
dragging on for too long
there's not much more we can do

Leave if you see fit
But don't expect me to chase you
I won't
Not one bit

Dark and dingy days
With rain clouds collecting
Blocking out the dim and dismal rays
Fatigue and sorrow injecting

I see no way out but the easy one
Why give life that satisfaction?
Why quit and be done?