i wrote a story confess all with the strength of a paper doll the shock runs up my spine with every fall i hear a shattering sound as i break beneath this weight how could i depend upon this frame my legs go numb this grip is stifling crushing the nerves in my back followed by a traumatic collapse i drag this mess with shaking hands taking these staggering steps how i long to walk again i drag this mess with shaking hands taking these staggering steps i d give everything to stand on my own again my tolerance for pain descends it s like broken glass buried under my skin what little strength i have is wasted on these sores i suppose i could drown myself in a sea of alcohol and opiates twisting and writhing a crutch a vice a marginal respite i drag this mess with shaking hands taking these staggering steps how i long to walk again i drag this mess with shaking hands taking these staggering steps i d give everything to stand on my own again my plagues coursing through my veins and i can t stop this bleeding oh god it won t stop bleeding i dream that i could run it s something that i lost in all this searching for the strength to carry on i drag this mess with shaking hands taking these staggering steps how i long to walk again i drag this mess with shaking hands taking these staggering steps i d give everything to stand on my own again1