Personal Hell from Unreliable Narrator by Average Joey

My spirits broken, my back is weak
I can’t get out of bed, I can’t fall asleep
I thought these thoughts might subside by now
Tried to start a fire, the kindling smoked
but my wood is rotten, I’m cold and broke
and what’s left of these embers is fading fast

Tried to take off runnin’ to ramble and roam
Tried to find me a family, build me a home
Tried to seek guidance, to ask for help
but there’s no one else in this personal hell
If I want salvation, I’ll have to find it myself

When you fight yourself,
someone’s bound to lose
I blur a fine line with a bottle of booze
drivin’ nails in my own coffin
and clawin’ my way out
Tried to find god down in the dirt
when you fight yourself
someone’s bound to get hurt
I’m livin’ in the end times with no end in sight

Tried to take off runnin’ to ramble and roam
Tried to build me a family, find me a home
Tried to seek guidance and ask for some help
but there’s no one else in this personal hell
If I’m ever gonna grow I’ll have to face myself

I had my chance, I had my fun
lost my way when I thought I’d won
Livin’ in a prison of shame and ego and fear
I thought the death of me
might be a sweet release
but all the people I’d leave
gave me a reason to breathe
There might be a light just around the bend
What goes up must descend

Tried to take this on all alone
tried runnin’ away from my own shadow
I made this bed in a personal hell
If I want forgiveness from anyone else
first, I’ll have to forgive myself

There’s work to be done
so much I must confront
A bigger picture to see
I must work within my reach
There are goals beyond reward
I must be striving towards
If I ever want to help
relieve the pain of anyone else
I’ll have to live for more than myself

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