Weak

Its cold, dry, and wet all at the same time, its unbearable

My bones feels tight and my eyes are heavy, my clothes are unwearable

Im dehydrated, i'm hungry, im weak, and i'm tired

I have no free will of anything on my body, i look to see my limbs are wired

Below me is a fall that will certainly lead to my death

If i move around with this rope on my neck, i'll surely run out of breath

I want to die but i'm not ready to say goodbye

I still suffer for the sake of others and I don't know why

I want to use my strength to grab these ropes and put me out of this hole

I don't wanna fall down deeper into the dark abyss,I want to save my soul

Hopefully one day I'll have enough strength to pull me into the light

But for now, I’m preparing for my demons and getting ready to fight