This river of pain bends and winds
I shouldn't have jumped in
Where were the signs?
Dragged by the current
Drowning in my sorrow
Lucky if I ever see tomorrow
Begging for air as I get dragged down deeper
Why does it feel like it's getting steeper?
The rapids of anger?
Waterfall of death?
Will I ever get a chance to catch my breath?
Try as I might to swim to the top
I feel close to the approaching drop
Begging, praying to escape this muddle
Clawing, fighting, this river wont beat me
I cling to dry land and what do I see?
The river of pain was only a puddle