I’m that struggle trying not to cut my wrist from the pain of life
trying not to blow my brains away so I think twice
I’m that struggle you face when you contemplate on a pill overdose
after being shattered from being let down by those you love most
I’m that struggle looking at you in the mirror when your tears dance on your face
falling from the cracks of your heart that could never be replaced
I’m that struggle waiting along with you in the night when sleep won’t arrive
so you sit thinking about life thru the music that assist with the terror you hide
I’m that struggle you face when you awake another day, healthy & alive so I pray
that he guides you thru the current stages of hell that taunts your every day
Life as we know it can be a roller coaster & we’re bound to fall
but if the landing doesn’t **** us then we’re granted another chance to crawl
I’m that struggle within that convinces you that you’re worthless
teaching you to settle for whatever or that you deserve it
I’m that struggle when you wanna give up but you know you can’t surrender
looking for the motivation for happiness but happiness is something you don’t remember
The struggle of being your own worst enemy, tearing yourself down with the lack of self love
loving others more than you’ll ever love yourself
I’m that struggle but I’m also that hand of guidance trying to be the source towards the light
letting you know that this war isn’t being fought alone, I’ll guide you thru every fight
☆ Poetic Venom ☆