It's time to look past the bad.
It's time to move away from my past.
I've dwell too long on what I could've had
I've dwelled too long on pleasures that didn't last
My strength has dwindled, my courage small
Dwarfed by my reluctance to move on.
My soul refuses, my heart screams no,
My mind and body buckles against the blow.
My boundaries set too close to where I stand
My will power struggling to make them expand.
I am too weak. I wish for Death.
I wish to exhale my final breath.
But in doing so I forfeit The Game
I lose my victory, my pride, my name.
I will move on and overcome my fears.
I will not cry, for there is no sense in tears.
My life is restricted, but I will live it,
Because I hold the choice of what to do with it.
My will to survive
Is stronger than
My desire to die.
