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Pouring down on my soul 

smothering me with "love"

Dragging me, forcing me to do

flowing blood through my veins 

pushing oxygen into my lungs

Constantly pushing me, giving me no reasons 

I re

alize that things arent as they shuld be

 so many times ive cried begged and pleaded to stop this

No matter, it continues to drag me along

Every once in awhile it'll show me beautiful images of life making me feel so warm inside and giving me hope

I fall for it every time too, seems as im just reaching immortality ... desolation

Waking up I the mornings, making it home from work, eating and sleeping 

Supposedly its all a gift, reality its torment

I can sit here and try to stop myself from breathing (death is the easy part) but if it wants me alive itll push that oxygen in and get that blood flowing, no matter what I want

In all truths there are lies, in all hope theres doubt, in all love theres hurt, in all of time there are no breaks, in all of life there is no living