Where have all the years gone
Passed me by in the blink of an eye
People have come and gone
Some missed deeply others not
Still here I cling to my hope
That what I write somehow heals
What it is inside, completely broken
But everyday doubt is born again
And I get so tired of fighting
The constant struggle that is me
But here I am again
Reaching out for some assurance
That I am not completely hopeless
And maybe all these years
Were for a reason, a purpose
To show me humbleness, subservience
So I might someday rise
Above what has held me down
But all I see now is a blur
Of life passing me by
Slowly, quickly fading
Down the spiral of the past
Where all is lost
And there is no hope
Of rising again in this world
So I swallow myself in my vortex
Questioning existence and reason
Slowly fading, slowly drowning
In myself

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