My arms grow tired As I carry my life Going up and down Through toil and strife My head grows tighter With every second alive My Thoughts grow weary How CAN I survive Whatever is sent my way At the breaking of the dawn Or at the end of each day The pressure builds Until I can take no more My body must surely Give in Implode A life less ordinary A cliched term Discomfort implores me To wriggle and squirm But what of the choices Left open to me Do I run and keep running Break away, free Is leaping the answer Into the void The body has grown Only to be destroyed Insight will guide me Into why it is so That my life has turned into A pain that will flow The thoughts and the feelings That are harming me now I will keep on moving breathing in and out Feeding my body But no longer with doubt Tomorrow will come Just like today I'll begin to understand Why the demons hold me Once...