I can’t see an end in sight so I crumble with the weight.
No support to hold me. My spine begins to crack.
A hard pill to swallow; the feeling of regret.
I’m playing against the dealer and he’s come, come to collect.
But there’s nothing to my name. Nothing.
When will the light break through? When will the sun, shine?
It’s always raining. Relive the same day.
I’m begging on hand and knee. A chance to clear my name.
Things aren’t getting better.
This weight is suffocating me. I’ve lost, lost grip of reality.
Hold on to, anything you have left. This weight is suffocating me.