Hurt People Hurt People

Drowning in the deep
Out of breath, a final dream

Feeling eternity
Eyes wide open mocking me
An endless fear of losing
Nowhere left to run

Why should I sleep?
There’s nothing left to dream
Why should I run?
Again and again and again

Why should I sleep?
There’s nothing left to dream
Over and over
Again and again and again

The chasm of doubting - a waste of suffering
The greater good a minor goal
Final words that never end
Collecting trophies of the damage done