Cracks in the Armor
Days go by, I’m losing my grip
Fixing my mess, a losing game
Eyes are dry as the hours slip
I wear the weight of my own shame
Energy drinks fuel a restless night
A haze of dreams blurs reality
Asleep or awake, I can’t tell the difference
In this twisted world of duality
The clock keeps ticking, time’s running out
A relentless race against my fate
Failing to mend the damage done
As I crumble beneath the weight
Eyes wide open, yet lost in a dream
A never-ending struggle within
The world stands ready to judge my fall
A consequence of my own sin
They cast their stones, their words, like knives
But the truth is, it’s my battle to face
No horrible sin, just a part of my life
A reminder that I, too, can find grace
I speak my truth but the words fall on deaf ears
My world, my reality, a foreign land to theirs
Isolated and questioned, I’m left to wonder why
Inaudible echoes, lost in an endless sky