Hard To Escape

By Keiffer Stephens

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I need to do better,

but I think it’s too late.

I’m trapped in this cycle,

and it’s hard to escape.

I need to do better,

but I think it’s too late.

My thoughts turn to demons—

yeah, they feed off emotion,

ripping me apart,

tearing my heart wide open.

So I close my eyes,

hoping everything fades,

but the silence gets loud,

and it won’t go away.

Now I’m falling again,

down this deep, dark abyss,

got me questioning life

like I don’t even exist.

And it’s leading to habits

I know I should resist,

but the pull is too strong—

man, it tightens its grip.

I keep rolling the dice,

yeah, I gamble with risk,

chasing temporary peace

in a moment like this.

I know it don’t fix it,

but it numbs it enough

just to get through the night

when I feel I’ve had enough.

I’m spiraling out of control,

losing grip on reality,

wanting to be happy—

but I just don’t know how to be.

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