The Fall

Soft and smooth, as I remember,
The years gave way to the rough.
Working hard, turning to cinder,
I never thought it'd be so tough.

Living my life, as best I can.
But feeling like I'm just not there.
Searching hard..for the man
Who can help me escape the fare.

Paying my dues, and the debts I owe,
Trying to smile but lying to friends.
I'm feeling more pain than you'll ever know,
And all of this stress will be my end.

Falling down, and I can't stand up--
I'm being slashed as we speak.
Yet they all laugh and say, "Wassup?"
As the darkness into my soul creeps.