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what do you do when you aint got nothing

not a hope or a prayer but its still not so bad there?

what do you do when everything good is not enough?

nothing?

something?

anything?

its a confounding place

a confusing case

no flick of a switch

or chasing of grace

can get me through.

How I got the courage to destroy myself

I dont understand. do you?

I just got to wait it out and keep thinking it through.

somewhere in the madness I saw it as the only way

and when I came through only cowardice had anything to say.

If I could bleed it out

or wash it clean

plead innocence

or pluck it out

I would.

but pain will stain

and I never understood exactly was I was losing in hindsight

and now walking through time forward but always looking back

I did it for all the wrong reasons that seemed so right

and the devil won

his trick is finite.

almost got me twice

but once is more than enough

brave is only as brave as the stupidity of thought

I ran to destruction and away from the truth

I took shelter in the blood on foreign hands

thought I could absolve myself from the decision Id made

compelling cases overwhelmed me in every way

but this was the one test I wish I could fail

every time and day.

the pain stains.

the deed remains.

I did not do what was right,

I did what was right for you,

and I hate you,

as much as I love you.

Now everything I do is nothing

because I couldnt stand up and be something

when it was the easiest thing in the world to say no.