i lost my way and just today i feel it's really hard to manage, tho i pray i cannot say if i will deal or heal my damage, but i'll try to have a cry and keep my feet in forward motion, not get locked up in a box of self and shelve all my emotions, 'cause the danger's getting stranger all the more i store my hearting fleeing being me is easy, seeing sanity departing is the cost of being lost within again i'm always failing... but if i'm stranded in the damnedest sea at least i should be sailing














