Damaged - Assemblage 23

I am merely the product

Of the life that I’ve lived

An amalgam of sorrows

And the wisdom they give

But the weight has grown heavy

And it’s dragging me down

It’s so hard not to sink now

But I don’t want to drown

I’m damaged

But somehow I’ve managed

This far

But I don’t know if I can find my way back home

I’m damaged

But somehow I’ve managed

For now

But I don’t think I can face this on my own

There is beauty in hardship

There are poems in grief

There are trials we must go through

Though they may shake our beliefs

But I don’t know how I got here

Lost in the cynical dusk

Set adrift in the worry

That I’ve no one to trust

(CHORUS)

If to suffer is holy

I’ll take my share of the pain

I can swim through this sadness

If there’s something to gain

I can reach for the surface

And try to pull myself free

But the last thing I want is

To drag you down here with me