GOING THROUGH THE MOTIONS

GOING THROUGH THE MOTIONS

Just going through the motions
Not living, not fulfilling
No purpose or direction
Tell me why I get up every morning

There’s a darkness at the end of this tunnel
A fireball of disappointment consumes me
Rejection surrounds me

Everyone I want doesn’t want me
Now there’s this voice in my head
Telling me to just end it all
Poison in a glass
Or bullet in the brain

Just going through every time I held her
Not crying, just wishing
No telling what happens next
Tell me why she ran away again