Crack & Pains

Let's auction off my exhaustion,

one memory for each sweat drop

if you're looking to buy, better get a mop

gather up the onslaught

and embrace each and every time I've fought

let's trade: thought for thought

If we're really being honest,

let me write all my thoughts on this list

gonna need another pen because this one will run out of ink

because I'll never run out of thoughts to think

Wait, I'm writing with a pencil full of lead, 

and I'm wishing I could quiet my head

Actually my ideas are being traced in graphite

This lack of sleep is dimming my light

and making me want to surrender the daily fight for life

I'm not sure how much more or why I take it

Going through the days, only a couple where I don't have to fake it

sitting here in making my feet fall asleep

and now I'm realizing I might be in too deep

with no way out or anyone I want to keep

Cracks and pains coming from my ankles,

I don't wanna be another one simply struggling to dangle

Each step is forcing cramps in my stomach

warning me of all the pain that's coming

Surrounded by mediocrity

still isn't making me take pity

Cause I can't find anyone who deserves it in this city

Putting shoes on again,

pain and panting seem to be my only friend

"Just do it" is what I'm being told my Nike

With the right psyche, every day looks ripely