It really does hurt a little
But on I have to move
To get my restless heart to settle
Myself I must improve
For great heights I must aspire
And great help is mine to give
True friends is what I require
True help with my life to live
But writing my way out of darkness
Sharing and venting honest outlet
Has taken it's toll upon my witness
Closing doors have brought me regret
Advances I made on the way back
Time had come for the man within
Negative feelings were starting to crack
The words were the armor however thin
To stave off the feelings mostly of guilt
I put them in words and set them free
And the friendship I thought I'd long ago built
Could not survive or was not meant to be
So now I lament and struggle again
For I can't let it beat me
It's time to break free
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