This is a little somthing i put together, my freind said he really liked and and could connect with it..

let me know what ya think..




I worry sometimes that this is my time
This is my time and im going to miss it
Going to miss things and never listen
But I have to step back and realize what happens
When you take to many pills
And your brain gets fuzzy and you can’t even think
All you know is that you need to drink
Get drunker and drunker and wash away the pain
The pain that comes back the next day
The pain that hits you like your standing in the rain
You try to dodge the water but it can’t be done
You try to protect yourself with a bag
But its got holes and all you hear is the sound
Of your dreams slipping away out the holes in your skin
A flat beat of your hurt and a subtle rattle
And your bones they snap under the pressure of this battle
This battle with yourself and life’s little mysteries
But there’s nothing left to do but just stand and get wet
Just hope that when its over your still left
But you probably wont be you’ll be gone
And no one will notice except for that song
That you sang as you died and hummed as you wept
That song that you thought no one could here
Cause you sang it by yourself in the corner of your mind
But everyone heard it and thought it was great
But you couldn’t realize it and except your fate
So they play the song you sang out your funeral
It is the song of Hope and Refusal