Fight A Losing Battle...

crazy thoughts run through my mind,
a simple answer hard to find,
where will i end up tonight?
when will my body give up this fight?

pulse is racing,
fear, anguish, doubt pacing through my veins,
what is happening? all going to fast
reality has let go of my reins

struggling to cope, squinting to see
the mess that sits in front of me,
the mirror paints the truth, a picture,
of the state that is no one but you

sit there and cry, sigh if you must
for no one is there now to give you the thrust
the power the strength the will to survive
for now you are the queen bee who runs this hive

all that is asked is that you be a good citizen
help out the poor, the lonely concentrate on their situation
but how can you do that when you're all of the above
when it's all got to much, and you take off the gloves

throw in the towel, your work here is done
for no you've give up, not the only one
when the going gets tough, there's now no 'keep going'
for the chaos in your life will never stop flowing

pack up your bags, lock the door,
throw the key,
tonight you will leave, disappear forever,
not another unhappy soul you'll see.