CARRY ME
Plugging and prodding
Reeling and seething
Feeling I'm rotting
This air's not for breathing
These words aren't for speaking
Not even worth writing
Nor are they worth reading
So I shall burn this paper
Oh now watch me light it
Turn it into kindling
At least then I'll have fire
As the daylight is dwindling
I crawl through the mire
The willows are weeping
Entrapped within this still air
My fears are now creeping
Yes, they're still here
As self-doubt has joined us
Compressed we're meshed into one
When words of hurt define us
Water and dirt both turn to mud
Plugging and prodding
Reeling and seething
Feeling I'm rotten
This air's not for breathing
These words aren't for speaking
Not even worth writing
Nor are they worth reading
So I burn the paper
Watch me light it
Turn it into kindling
At least then I'll have fire
As the daylight is dwindling
I'm left here crawling through the mire
Surviving until daybreak
The fresh sunlight of the dawn
For here lies my only escape
Giving me strength to carry on
And so I carry on...
Carry me
carry me
carry me
carry me