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There are feelings.
They creep inside.
I want them out, but they keep me alive.
I know they're something I cant hide.
It brings pressure.
So much pressure.
It builds, I can feel the weight.
I'm struggling to hold it up.
I'm standing my ground.
Going through it all, pound for pound.
I sure as hell won't forget this.
This isn't easy.
Harder than I would have thought.
Could I be breaking?
Was this self-destruction from the start?
But I can't be breaking...
I never thought it like this.
But could I be breaking?
Will you let me?
With my due ahead, why bother wondering?
...caring?
...feeling?
But that's just it. Caring... feeling...
If not for them, this wouldn't be written.
If not for them, where would be the due?
No, I can't allow a due.
It continues to build.
I'm feeling the weight.
I struggle under the pressure.
But I continue to stand my ground.
I'm toughing this out, pound for pound.
I sure as ******** hell will never forget this.
But could I honestly be breaking?
Please... Don't let me.
I know I'm not much.
You know that more than I do.
But don't let me break.