I'm drowning
I'm drowning deep into my
insecurities, tied to my fumble
desires of lost hope.

My past seems to be my present
My present is a nightmare full
of rambling stones of anger
feeding my temper with jealous.

A step closer, seems to be a step
further. The beauty of courage
has weakened my only source of
hope, Faith.

Guilty crowding my conscious
mind with guilty feelings of
of being weak.
I'm...