It's slipped through my fingers
just like every other time.
I keep letting it get away,
but never by design.
I can't seem to keep a hold
of anything I want.
It's not as easy as it seems;
it would be easier to run.
But still I grasp again,
even tho it loosens every second.
I'm afraid I'll give up soon,
if I don�t find another method.
My hands are getting tired
and my knees are feeling weak.
My appearance doesn�t show it,
but my heart is bleeding deep.
This tiresome game that's being played,
isn't a game at all.
The worlds against my every move;
it wants to see me fall.
Maybe it's time to let go
and fall back into the shadows.
I can't keep losing and expect to win,
cuz I'm alone fighting this battle.
I need a knight in shining armor,
or even just a friend.
Someone who will be there with me,
and fight it to the end.