This is me trying

To the heaviness in my soul,
let the words carry the burden
let them run wild in chaos
and fall into place on their own.

What hurt you hurt me times a million.
I was at fault for what really happened.
It backfired like never before,
crashed and burned right to the core.

It doesn't take a full year,
for the damn cycle to repeat.
It's the same old path I can notice,
whose ending I am way too familiar with.

I'm stuck between some half-ass loves
that aren't even worth given names.
Eventually I'll be fucking them up.
It's always a knock-out, but here I go again.

Sorry I didn't catch the rhyme,
but who really gives a shit.
Fuck that I'm just jamming,
as if anyone out there woud read.

The question pounds my head,
what's the sacrifice for this achievement.
If enstrangement is the resounding yes,
then at least I'm going with the current.
Okay, I was wrong to ask.
Confusion leads us to nowhere.
I can't be speaking up for the truth,
while acting out from lies at the root.

About this long
I hold on to,
is it the beach,
my dad or
a twin flame?

If one has to be the bad guy,
let me take on the hard job.
So, this is me trying,
on my second shot.
Okay, it's harder than I thought
I seem to underestimate it
The signals are disturbing,
among those rampant messages.

Long live the memories
Hope they'll transcend this fleeting lifetime
You'll stay peace wherever you're at
Forget, fogetting and forgotten,
Us, me and our existence.