On The Brink Of Ruin.
Trying to move to the rhythm of life
Rather than the monotonous silent screams of death
Hanging onto sanity by a single thread
On the edge, so close to slipping away
Standing on two feet yet falling into black hole
Dragged down by the trials and tribulations of life
Hoping to see the welcoming beams of light
But being tormented by the demons of the night
Balancing inevitably on the edge of a cliff
All left worth fighting for fading away
Given up on hope of happiness to come
Dreams collapse like shattered glass
Stand your grand, do not fall prey
After the storm comes suns rays
Theres no need to feel like dying today
Smile through the tears, its going to be okay...
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