Save Me

Who's gonna help that strong man
Hes giving it all he can
The storms getting stronger and his backs bending
Hes fighting and every day feels its his actions hes defending
One motion causing multiple ripples in his life
Some days his tension is so thick you can cut it with a knife
He plows forward feeling like a broken tank
And like that bottle hes empty from what he drank
No cool-aid will bring him down but does he care
Into the future he has a curled brow glare
From the past he limps with very little clout
Or is he just suffering from another flare up of the gout
Strong enough to suffer in silence
Strong enough to suffer in violence
Strength.........is our weakness. 

Future

Today is a new day and my smiles are still lost
The sun shines again and yet I've got frowns filled with frost
Time passes me by and I suffer in a vacuum of regret
I'm forced to be polite and treat shitheads with respect
Thoughts go through my heart and questions of why I'm here
But answers are only guided by the end being near
At Night i toss and turn with nightmares of my mistakes
And there's no photographer there for retakes
Spilling into my soul is my tainted blood
And I'm drowning like a lost soul in a flood
Although I struggle, my head stays afloat
Churning to be successful even if I have no boat
One day my end will come
And for now I shall take days, one by one