30 shots to freedom
Another mistakeLeaving the future at its wake
So close, but it only reveals history
Oh errors and mystery
The feel of accomplishment in one hand
Slowly fading away, like grains of sand
Oh the tendencies
Of mistakes and remedies
Agony constantly takes a toll
Of falling so close to the goal
Feet, infact nearly inches
As the mind cringes
The tide of fortune is a crushing blow
A deep level most do not clearly know
No tears and no cries
Just drinking until the emotion dies
The past haunts me like the summer heat
Like a tap on repeat
damn it never goes away
Can I ever have a off day?
Confusion shall strike on time
Becoming disoriented, it's the sentence of a crime
To be numb, yet having no idea of whats to come
This is only a sad truth to some
Life is complicated and sedated
Every thing is questioned and debated
The suffering bears no scars
Do to the fact I'm in a far away place called mars
No one knows, and no one understands
The damage of the constant demands
Everything goes into a blur
As if nothing did occur
Rather start the day over again
The difference between boys and men
30 shots to recovery
A completely different level of discovery
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