fallin

fallin away like letters losing their meaning.

i'm winning yet it doesn't seem i'm holding my end of this thing.

every turn it's all been the same.

one foot forward and three feet back, as i spin inside my cage.

thoughts haunting the day cracking through the eyelids.

trying, i'm falling away from why it is i can't get my feet planted level with gripped fists.

crumbling inward as self is frustrated with me always pushing.

to get back to the basics is all i ever seem to make as i shut down in confusion.

it's how life has always been.

never to get ahead, no matter how much i give.

not in an individual in which i spend time.

yet in other that don't seem to give up on hard times of falling away from the comforting mind.

facts of life keep me open to one day it'll all come to an end.

yet my past is one in which the pattern must be broke for me to do more than simply fend.

it's coming and i feel it in my bones.

still i can't help feeling i'm suppose to damn near made of stone.

chipping away as my will is falling outta sync when i wanna ball up n give in.
but for some strange odd reason it appears i'm to strong to lay down and lose, instead of win.

i don't know?

fallin slowly into my final resting place, i just don't know?