S . O . S .

They're mowing me down
The charge never ends
Ripped open again
Wounds never mend
And I think to myself
How to live, how to cope
When this world of all hells
Crushes all hope
Bliss on the horizon
Seems so far away
Forever in coming
And not long to stay
But what can I do
Try to distance myself
To stay out of the way
Far back on the shelf
Only to fall
And be stepped on and crushed
To be silenced again
In this all too loud hush
The turmoil eternal
Circling, never ends
The blackness enfolds me
Fallen angels, befriend
Darkness seems to go
Straight to my head
Alcoholic omnipotence
Shows me the dead
As the world soldiers past
For another long day
I think to myself
Hell, its only Tuesday.