August, Wednesday (working title)

I knew it would end

My troubles always find me

Nothing to do but let the tide turn me

Clinging on

To better times forgotten

Sifting through holding on for something

I knew I would bend

The screaming always breaks me

Nothing to lose

Just let the tide take me

Figure out one foot before the other

Push on through

I struggle to another

I knew it would end

My troubles always find me

Nothing to do

but let the tide turn me