Wither

A soft feeling could break me

The pieces fall away from there

All it could be

And whats for them

There's an ache

That never seems to dull

Whats worse than death

Is to be defeated

I've done my time

Struggled with the meaning

To endure is to be free

And every part I rip away

Only bleeds

Everyone has a choice

And I've made mine

Held fate in my hands

Watch it wither with time

Ill make greener pastures

A place for the seed

In times of fear and sorrow

Ill file my teeth

What I cant touch

Means nothing to me

With the dirt lined up

Everyone chokes

Ill take my beating

Scratch these words in my bones

Never a victim of what came before me