reggie + the ocean

The more i try....
the harder i fall....

I wonder out loud,
why i try at all.


-turningmybacktothis,pretendinginsidethatwedon'texist-

I'm losing my grip,reality is a
distant memory, i feel the
waves of life crashing over me.

BUT I DON'T SWIM.

I lie in this state,
of depression and hate.

All consuming the waves take over me.....

Forcing me to drink,
on their cold, salty wake.

But i was hoping for less than they gave....

For awhile i choke on my watery grave.

No More is the hate
or the fear
or anger
despair

And i,
SURE AS FUCK,

Will never return, to the air.