Keep Going, Even When You Are Tired

I want to die

I want to die

I want to die

I sit here with my friends and I do try but I want to die

I try to live life, love, laugh and cry but I want to die

To tell you the truth it’s this

I can count on one hand how many days I wished to live

And I can count all the stars in the sky before I can count the times I wanted to die

When can I quit?

When I’m dead tired with no will to live?

When can I quit?

When my dark thoughts win even if I’m not amiss?

When can I quit?

When I stand in a room of loved ones past, haunting my memories of the good old days that never were or could never last?

When can I quit?

When I lay awake at night, wondering why it is the way it is?

When can I quit?

When I see others chasing dreams and how I wish I could be like this?

When can I quit?

When my hands and knees are bloody from begging for a chance to live a life I hate for just one more day?

When can I quit?

No, never kid. You can’t quit because someone someday lied and said it’ll get better if you stay.

People shouldn’t have to fight this hard

But it’s been like this since the start

Drag yourself out of bed

Get out of your own head

Yeah it’s hard but this is only the start

Grow tired if you may but you can’t rest today

When you rest you stop

And that’s when you get lost

Lost in your own damn thoughts

I don’t believe to call those who take their own life a coward

How dare you call them that in their final hour?

It’s the bravest thing I know to do just as so

And for those of you who think it’s a cowards act to take that bow and never look back

Let me tell you this, so listen close

They have fought monster and demons you can never know

Ones so strong and terrifying, you could never dream of such beings

They fight day in, they fight day out, they fight day to night and never have a rest or even the slightest delight in the victories they made it through because a greater demons came out when they beat one or two

They fight monsters you couldn’t imagine

Monsters so strong you couldn’t stand against

Not on your best of days, in your strongest hour

No you’d lose the fight, no doubt about it

But they fought forever, no rest, only slaughter

No, no, you are not a coward

You are simply just at your final hour

So rest well young warrior, it’s ok to stop

I promise you this much

You are the strong

No need to fight, go on and rest

You are no coward, only in your final hour

Imagine that

Somehow, someway

Creation loves you

And it loves you well

Not a soul to know

Not a sound to be spoken

The world doesn’t need to know

Time moves as you choose

Shattered beyond my years

I trusted you and you broken what’s left

And yet still I trust again

What a fool I am

What a mess

A cold cold stare, you can not heal

Hell fire burns colder than my rage

Lifes ganna get you

It’s going to beat you down

And all you can do is stand back up

Bloodily mouth and all

Give it a smirk, and ask for more

My armor is cracked...

One... two....

A chip here, a chip there, there’s nothing I can do

Honestly... what kind of knight can I be

When my armor lays broken in two....

Your throne, my crown

Take all that’s mine

Not giving it back this time

My gift, your hands

My kingdom, your throne

Death to all that we know