My Own Cumbersome

Everytime it hits my vein
I die a little
All day long I feel the strain
It hurts a little
All the thoughts run through my brain
I cry a little

my body falls flat hard on the floor
ain't got the energy to move any more
the pain in my chest makes it feel like I'll die
all day I'm confused on what I should try
sick and weak most all of the time
keep throwing up white creamy slime
don't have the money to live on or eat
spent all that I have on the fix I can't defeat
my body grows weak from constant abuse
with each growing moment i shorten the noose
suffering all day is what it's like to be me
what other escape then to cease to be

no one cares for me��� � I am tumbeling
It's so hard for me������ I am stumbling
It won't let me free����� I am crumbling

I am cumbersome
my own cumbersome
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