Deteriorate

All your will and resolve Reduced to a shell Reaching out for anything Resembling help They turn and say You've done this all yourself Stop being so selfish Curb your hell Stop speaking of this You said it would take time Enough about that But what about mine Sowing so much Into a dead land Piling up seeds With no water to hand A leap of faith makes The weak look strong But how far to fall Until it all goes wrong Yes all those nods words and Concerned looks Aren't worth much more Than crucial self-help books Making all the right noises Most of the right times The space for sympathy Narrows more each try Stop speaking of this You said it would take time Enough about that But what about mine Sowing so much Into a dead land Piling up seeds With no water to hand A leap of faith makes The weak look strong But how far to fall Until it all goes wrong Sowing too much Into dead sands Haemorrhaging seeds But no light to be found A leap in the dark makes The small look brave But how long a fall Until again we cave