Give Up

feel like I’ve become lost in my mind
why has my life been such a waste of my time?
but what is time really, but the thing that makes us alive?
the only thing now is just hope to survive.

how many times have I been here before?
i just want a one chance from the keeper of score.
everyday I stay jailed in my head.
if I’m my only way out, I think I’d rather be dead.

all of the blood, and the sorrow and pain
I fight for my life, leaving nothing to gain.
still I push forward, praying wake from this dream
since I was born, internal war stays the theme.

will I always hang on this ledge?
will my battle define my dying pledge?
I have no more strength, I succumb to my darkness.
my light fades out fast, with a peaceful harshness.