My Weakness

Lately my heart pace is speeding and my brain is spinning out of control... I feel like it has hit me with a pole, too weak to get up and continue on, it’s standing right there. I keep running into the same wall and my injuries are only getting worst and harder and harder and harder to recover from, my blood pumps out of my heart heading straight to the floor, it has taken half my life, making it harder to live. I feel uncover trying to escape from its games, acting like I don't care, it’s standing right there. It's unfair how it pushes me up to the wall and stares me straight in my eyes and tells me, “stay.” I follow anything it says, “Your wish is my commandment.” Trying to act strong, it’s the only one who can keep me down, I feel weak on my knees. It’s standing right there.

It’s my weakness. My only weakness,

When I see it my heart stops, my lungs exhale until there I can't breathe. My mind races, but never wins. My eyes fill with tears as I pour out my hope with pity and sorrow.

Each time I trust you, I trust a little less.

There are ten million it’s, but the only one I want is standing in front of my tear soaked eyes...

I only have one weakness... It...