The-Poetic-Player

Which way is up, which way is down, I still can't see Right or left, they are all the same to me My feelings always in a twist I'm always in a shrouded mist Everything is going the wrong way Nothing can stop it, not even what I say Now my whole world seems to be falling in I might just go ahead and make the blade touch my skin Finally all directions feel straight to me One more cut and I will finally see I now look up knowing it is done, I know I will need nothing more as I look up to the sun -The End-

Just keep standing you will make it through the burn Even now, you know the tables won't turn Keep on going, even though it hurts Even if the pain keeps coming in sputs Just keep push push pushing through the pain Because one day at the end you will have something to gain.