A sigh of relief
The look of defeat
One more thing brings you down
You scream at the top of your voice, but it is as if you didn’t make a sound
You push and push until you feel like you have reached the end
Just to discover the end is never really the end
Hopeless thoughts and wishful dreams
Placid faces and silenced screams
To stop is to surrender to nothing
But to win is to lose everything
I try to reach out, but there is no one there to grab my hand
I crumble. I fall, unable to stand
Tears streak down my face, but in vain
Cause tears can only wash away your face but not your pain
I look somewhere deeper in myself to find my strength
Scared of being drowned in my grief
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