LIVING IN HARD TIMES IN A COLD, COLD WORLD

I live in hard times.

I live in a cold, cold world.

People only live for themselves.

They do what they want.

No matter who gets hurt along the way.

Just another step to so-called success.

Empty, empty are they.

All they aspire to is hollow.

This is where I exist.

I'm told to co-exist.

But, how can I with all this?

I don't want any part of their so-called

   better life.

The grass on the other side I see is dead.

I do my best to live my own life.

I just get pulled and pushed down.

And walked upon.

In this life I am dead.

I can't say I disagree.

With all that I try to carry.

The burdens that weigh me down.

Keeping my head 'neath the crashing waves.

I just need to come up for air 

   for a second or two, or more.

I just want to live.

But life is killing me.

This world leaves me cold and shivering.

Left out in the open naked.

It's no wonder I feel so hopeless, so helpless.

Where can I go when there's nowhere to go?

What can I do when there's nothing I can do?

Who can I turn to when there's no one?

I'm alone and crying.

Drowning in my own caustic tears.

I don't want to live here.

'Cause here is dead and dying.

I fear I will follow.

And that is just not for me.

I want to live...no matter how hard times get.

I want to live...no matter how cold 

   this world gets.

I won't live with the negative ones.

I won't live with the selfish ones.

I won't live with the hopeless or helpless.

I want more.

I deserve more.

I will rise above what pulls at me.

As I do I will watch the world spiral out of 

  control.

I will not follow it down.

They're heading into an open grave.

I want to live.

I want to live my own life.

Acceptance or permission is not required.

I will not negotiate, this is my life!

I will live!

No matter where life leads.

I walk my own path.

Alone if need be.

Where the world leads I will not go after.

I've already done my time in hell.

I will not do it all over again.

I will live forever and a day.

No one and nothing is going to stop me.

If you are not going to help then 

   just get out of my way.

I will continue to live in these hard times.

I will continue to live in this cold, cold world.

But as life comes to end I will begin again.

As this world passes away I will keep on still.

Then rest will be mine at long last.

I just want to hear: "Well done 

   good and faithful servant, enter."

SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(03/03/2013)