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Through the day

written by: Sweet Insanity

Why is it so hard to make it through the day?
Why can't I seem to get a grip?
Too many responsibilities, too much to worry about
Can't seem to stay on top

I'm sinking I'm sinking
But no one can save me
I'm failing I'm falling
My walls are crumbling

Getting further and further behind
Can't find my way
Too much pressure
Too much pain

My mind throbs it drives me insane

Lower and Lower I go
While I look up with outstretched arms
Save me help me I cry
But just like before I am in this alone

I'm scared to breathe
For fear I might break
I have no idea what
Steps to take

I try to plan they all fall through
My world is breaking
I can't even call you
I'm all alone,
I have to do this alone
I can't make it alone

Comments:

Matt Watson
Mon, Apr 28, 2008 at 7:27PM

This relates to some thing I'm feeling right now. I have some friends who are probably feeling the same too, and I try to help them out. Their problems are more complicated than mine, I know. And I laugh at myself sometimes on how I thought my shit was hard. I think a touch to this poem would be, life is hard; but you can always have a hand to lend you comfort. =)

Sweet Insanity
Mon, Apr 28, 2008 at 8:42PM

I'm glad that you can relate to my writing, but sorry that you have to feel like this to do so. I'm sure that everyone at one point or another starts to feel this way, but sometimes it hurts so much and helps to write it out of your system (or try to). Sometimes no matter how many people are there wanting to help, it's hard to let them.

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