The Tide

Trying to move on, to keep my head up I'm sinking deeper every day So tired of making excuses for myself So sick of feeling this way Holding the remains of the life I built I'm barely keeping it together now I used to think things would get better But I just don't know how Is there someone who can help me Or will I have to swim to shore? My hands keep slipping I'm afraid I can't hold on anymore The tide is coming in The waves are pulling me back Fighting against the current Everything in front of me is turning black You'd better not push me under again Telling me I'm never good enough You'll never understand the shit I'm in And you wonder why you lost my trust This time I'll be stronger Trying to break through Swimming to the surface My fingers turning blue