Recognize A Broken Spirit
When you have fought all the fight you can
When your soul is bent down t’wards the ground
Your heartbeat slows and your hands stop trying
And your mind can’t let anything else in
And you are just tired, just…tired.
Rest brings another day of the same
Prayers fly around your head in vain
Your mind can’t see past the window pane
And your heartbeat slows
Everything just stays the same
And I am just tired.
I have nothing of my own
I have nothing I can give
I don’t know how to help them
I don’t know how to help myself
Help me. Someone.
Help me find what or how things work
Or to accept the fact that nothing does
Because I’ve tried it all, I’ve done it all
And I’m still here at the bottom.