Repossessed Hope


Gasping for air I cling,
I cling to whatever's
left of anything.

Walls closing in, room spins,
room spins. Getting so dizzy
this ride needs to end.

First hammers down the pain.
The pain sunshine is gone, there's
nothing left but rain.

Fall to my knees I cave, I cave
tides swept me up. Now I'm lost
in the waves.

Too tired to fight. Can't cope,
can't cope. No way to regain
my repossessed hope.

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