Mad Handle

I’ve been bemused by time living in a life that has been left behind
All day I race and fight never seen a sight of a light
Too tired to gain my sane nothing I can do but to feel insane
No one there to help me stand surviving it all with my own hands

To feel my frustration crushed on my bones
I need some attention to patch up the hole
The slit on my wrist I bleed but subsist
Free all the guilt release all my pain

Am I wanted? Am I needed?
Have I truly been embraced?

Touch the lips and hide the sun craving such salvation commend these cries
Cold as steel pretends my mind struggling in existing this mad handled life
Stab the veil of ruined times heal my regression delete this stage
I must be forgetting something exuberance of breathing is an endowment from above

I feel my conviction wrapped in my days
I quest for solutions I thirst for a rest
Convey all the truth this gift I couldn’t hide
Recede all the guilt let loose all this pain

It’s the sickness encompassing
Every part of my being

Take me I’m falling apart
Bring out the soul from the dark
Raise me this curse I couldn’t find
Give me much strength in the heart