soda pop and ridalin.

one by one, i’ll lose them all
well, if i’m not here,
then where am i?
the weight gets heavier and releases
ice-cold fear in my chest
if i’m not who i am then change me
i’m tired of fighting and losing battles
the war’s not even over
fix my life , tape together the pieces
my hopes and dreams have become
bitter and dusty;
i have slept a great deal of my life,
i’m watching it waste away