My heart’s been thrown to the dustbins, 
waiting for the days to begin.
I’m sick of trying to understand
a life that’s been so hard to withstand.

Each step seems like it’s headed uphill,
but I can no longer stand to be still.
The days pass away like seconds to a year,
nothings left inside, but tears…
and
Lonely shadows, hidden in silence,
with nothing left in their defense.
I can’t lie in this river, drowning,
or wake up again, with my heart pounding.

I feel my cells depart,
waiting for this life to start.