Badges of Pain
Badges of pain adorn my arm,
No one can really keep me safe from harm.
I would rather be stabbed or shot,
Then deal with this pain I have got.
Wasted hours of listless thinking,
Feels like maybe I should be drinking.
I doubt even alcohol will numb this pain,
I'd rather die if it's all the same.
So numb on the outside, so empty within,
This is one battle I refuse to let depression win.
I will survive, I alwayshave and always do,
Question is will it be with or without you?
Trying to let go, but really holding on for dear life,
realizing more each day thos pain causes nothing, but strife.
If I have to move on, I will do what I must,
I want you to know in our Love I will always trust.
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