Somehow the battle is never over,
I thought I could win.
These wounds aren\'t just mental,
I have to live with it.
Every battle has a price.
I can\'t fight on my own.
Every time I reach out,
The air gets pulled from my lungs.
I\'m sorry I couldn\'t be happier.
I have so much more than I did.
I\'m surrounded
But It feels like I\'m suffocating.
These walls that I built.
I tried my best to break down.
To open my heart,
Only to lock it back down.
In the end what I was searching for could never be found.