Get back up

I fell down, getting back up again. What the hell is happening?

Thinking its all over then its back again.

There is know use in running now

From these chains that are holding me down. My voice truns into whispers, no one can hear me now.

I'm watching the light fade to black.

Like a used tool I'm on the rack. Looking at a life

I'm never going to get back.

So there is know use in waisting time.

To tell you what's on my mind.

Don't take me for a idiot you know you were lying.

I did nothing wrong, so why am I being taken away. From the nothing that you found. And the everything your taken away. Taken away. I just wanna say, your guilty until proven innocent.

So time to pick my feet up, pick myself from the floor.

I'm closing that chapter and locking the door.

Remember the fight I have. Come get me if you want more.

Because it is do what I do, not do what you do. I'm not spitting these words out just to confuse you.

I'm not coming back, its easier said then done then that, over my next few years despite all my fears. I'm not Houdini its not all smoke in mirrors.

One day you'll find me, this I am sure. That will be a long time coming in the distant future.