The Things We Do

There Are No Endings They say.. only new beginnings... seems like im the lucky one with the long ass everlasting ending... it been 7 years.. ive been living an ending for 7 years.. damn i dont even remember whens the last time i shed a tear.. tears dont mean anything to me.. it hurts more though.. it kills from the inside this worlds love is so cruel.. Do i dare to claim that i can breath.. do i dare to let go ? what has this world made of me.. ive been walking on knives for years now.. making my way to my stone.. look at me look at what it made of me.. my hopes were lies, my dreams were commercials.. is it me ? am i so cold.. trapped in a box its where my life was for so long. im a long way from home.. but yet again ? what is home ? where is it ? whos in it ? these things burn me.. there are emotions that burn me that arent supposed to be part of my journey !! im on a sinking boat heading to a painful world.. make the trip or not its gonna hurt and the wounds go deep.. darkness never turned to day.. every obstacle possibly made is in the way.. drifted away by the rain. i stood in the middle of it all.. i put a smile on despite of it all.. im holding on, tryn to be somebody.. seeking greatness.. but its not labeled neither is it under my sight. am i wrong for goin away ? am i wrong for tryn to be what i want to be ? LIVING HURTS it hurts alot sometimes, but its the only thing i know.. and it breaks me.. but its only worse when i bleed.. it a long way and it gonna take long to heal this.. my soul will never grow old.. for this lifetime i will ever fight !