Again and Again

Again and again i found my self drowning in misery

All these years what i thought i was,again was just one big mistery

Every 5 feet forward i took 5 more feet backwards

Tears dripping down my face looking at how quick my life went back to the past 

Its almost as if im a old metal that about to rust.Again and again I thought I was making progress

But in this life im living theres a big process.Regret pouring down my face like rain with the colour of blood 

,Pouring so hard its about to overflood and drain me down.

I thank god that im blessed,Even though my life has turned into one big mess

Alll this drama i need a rest,It might be everlasting But maybe then ill be the next best thing