Misguided

Fresh Wound

Just when everything gets good in  my life,

I turn around for one second and I'm stabbed with a knife,

I can't live a second without my fucking phone, 

Because if I do, I realize I'm alone,

I neglected my pen and paper for way too long,

Blinded by the lies that lead me in the wrong,

Now my heart is aching,

In pain from all the faking,

The one most amazing thing that I thought was pure,

Turned out to be a lie and just more torture,

Can't I ever get a damn break?

Just a minute away from this poisonous fate,

Is that too much to ask?

I'm trying to live my life, and get away from all this crap,

Why am I still in the same damn place?

Am I gonna be stuck forever, just to be repeatedly hit in the face?

The only thing that there's really left to do,

Is push everyone away and focus on the truth,

My eyesight is cloudy and I can't breathe anymore,

What else do ya got for me!? Throw it at my door,

I'm trying to decide if I should just give in,

But then you laugh in my face and I dont want you to win,

I can't keep running in these circles you make,

I can't keep falling for your tricks I can't shake,

I'm laying here writing, trying to stop,

But I can't find the right words to top it off,

See all of these words don't really make sense,

I guess when your freshly wounded, don't try to make amends,

When your tired and hurt, you should just go to sleep,

Let the pain fill your brain, and let reality sink in,

Tomorrow's not gonna be better, hell, it will probably be worse,

But my best advice is to hang there and hurt, 'cause I know it's painful, but this battle's not your first.