Quicksand
I can’t take it
I’m tired
I’m done
I can’t fake it
No more smiles
I’m done
I can’t hear you
I don’t want to
I’m done
Can’t you see I’m falling apart
Can’t you see I’m done
Can’t you see you’ve accomplished your goal
Can’t you see you’ve won
Can’t you just leave me alone
Can’t you hear my screams
Can’t you see what your doing
Can’t you see what that means
I can’t take it
I can’t fake it
I can’t smile
I can’t make it
I can’t hold them
They’ll break it
I can’t control them
They just take it
They curse me to the quick
They beat me till i bleed
They make me feel so sick
It’s help I really need
The demons are taking control
They’re devouring my soul
They’re grabbing at my hand
Dragging me down… like quicksand.
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