“Throwing my hands up and admitting defeat there are some things in this world I just can’t beat these currents are too strong knocking me off my feet.”

I am a faint pulse in a pile of scarred skin an empty vessel that echoes harmful thoughts stranded in the currents of isolation a phantom of the person I was before I’m alive but am I really living.

They called me a lost cause but I’m not the boy I once was I’ve paid full price for each mistake now I know, how much this body can take.

Romance isn’t dead but sadly my love for you is silenced my heart and listened to my head by your false promises I was led as if it was your ego I fed now you will see that I’m saving my love for me.

I’m up against the tide with nowhere to hide these waves are drowning me the currents are too strong I am struggling to hold on close to giving up now hopefully I’ll find my feet somehow.

Trick me into believing that the world is ending learned things aren’t breaking they’re simply bending now, I can finally do some mending.

I need to moment to breathe as from the chaos I dream to leave I know I’ll find my feet you won’t find me admitting defeat the calmness I miss I’d give anything for a moment of temporary bliss.

The past has taught me some lessons so today I’m counting my blessings I promise I’ll do more than just survive every moment I’m grateful that I’m alive.

Don’t pretend that you care for me don’t pretend you’re there for me I’ll burn some bridges if I need to start to realize that I don’t need you.

I’m not the fighter I used to be no courage left in me in my safe place and on my own I’m trying to build a home.

I guess I was the son you didn’t want but I grew into a man every mother would love. In your rejection, I was forced to find acceptance I filled your absence with the strength to be better.

I was pushed to my limit and it almost broke my spirit I know change is for the best but there’s a part of me I haven’t left I’m taking time to love this mind of mine.

Life is time lapsing behind me so I’m resting this mind of mine taking a step back giving myself some time to find my soul hoping I like what I find.

It might sound cliche but with the dying of another day, I’m close to walking away as my mind is leading me astray.

It all fell down like a house of cards that’s why I had to put up my guards now I’m back to building a stronger base cause now I know anything in this world I can face.

Some night I fear going to sleep as I know I’ll have to wake to dread the dawn of a new day cause I don’t know how much more this soul of mine can take.

I was molded by your hands like a castle in the sand then the waves came and left me in nothing but ruins so I rebuilt myself once again now I know, that I can survive in the rain.

The weak die out and the strong will survive, and will live on forever.

Dead people receive more flowers than the living ones because regret is stronger than gratitude.

Where we have strong emotions, we’re liable to fool ourselves.

Women have always been the strong ones of the world.

Time heals all wounds, and you will come back better and stronger.

If we are strong, our strength will speak for itself. If we are weak, words will be of no help.

We pretend to be strong because we are weak.

In the big leagues everyone has ability. It always comes down to mind games. Who ever is more mentally strong-wins.