Giving Up

September 11th, 2007

Giving up.
Giving in.
...I surrender...
Every attempt is failed,
Every smile is stolen.
After all that has been done...
I still feel the weight of depression.
Still an everyday occurrence.
The tears still fighting with my eyes.
Everyday.
So I'm giving up.
Giving in.
My best is never good enough.
Please don't try to comfort me,
Your words will fall upon deaf ears who try their best to hear.
But soon, they too, give in.
The heart that tries to open up...
Is stabbed with a rusty blade.
A body that tries to relax, is forced to tense again.
I have grown weary of this constant fight.
Giving up.
Giving in.
Tried to go until the end,
A shattered soul I tried to mend.
Why must failure be an option?
The world may never know.
Why must hope be a myth?
Deep down in a whole of lies,
The air so thick and dry.
Gasping for breath...
Raspy voice...
What is to become of me?
I laugh in the face of myself,'
Because I hate you so.
Believe me when I tell you,
I want for me to go.
Take me away,'
To a place of my creation.
A world all my own.
A hopeless fantasy.
Giving up.
Giving in.
A way out is all I'm asking.
Pleading.
Begging.
Release me!
...
Confin me,
As I confine myself.
Abuse me,
As I abuse myself.
Forget me,
For I have forgotten who I used to be...
And all that used to be.
Trapped in the dungeons within my own mind.
I hide from myself in a cell with no key.
Oh the misery always hanging over me,
Striking when my heart seems to lift.
Striking when it feels the time is right.
Giving up.
Giving in.
What's the use in trying?
Defeat I accept, for it's all I've ever known.
Lead me down in shackles and chains to the darkes part of Hell.
For who has given up...
Given in...
Is the perfect target for the poisoned pen.