how much

How much can one take
Glass to the brim
Think it’s gna spill
but it’s still there..dripping
Changes all around
You think you got enough scars to last a lifetime
But no. there has to be more
There’s always room for more
How much can one take
And when new wounds aren't formed
the old, half healed ones get ripped open again
How much can one take
No one to comfort. No one to guide.
Road’s never been so deserted
How much can one take
Try to satisfy
by not letting them know
Greater good they call it
But where do I go
Stabbed over and over
Just when you think you’re on the way to freedom, even if it’s a while away
There comes the knife again
Gotta start all over
Does another start even exist?
This is all one can take
Bout to spill over the brim
This glass is gna break

keep me sane

Go with the flow
Doesn’t have meaning any more
Try and try to no avail
No organization to the fiery thoughts that contain seemingly endless energy
No solutions
Grateful but wishing
Sense danger in hope
Lights from every candle extinguished
Even the wick is nonexistent
Disappointment emits from every direction, satisfaction coming to none
This expression not meant to be a classic
Only to get out enough to keep me sane
Maybe then.. Sleep can come again