No More Air To Breathe

The poetic cry of a struggling college student when there is no more air to breathe.....

I'm lost without a white rabbit to help me find my way home.
Before today I never really knew what it was like to be alone.
Stuck in a situation that keeps on getting over blown,
to the point where I have no soul left to console,
or a dream left to be told.

I'm not a poet,
I'm not simply looking for a rhyme for you to look at over time.
I'm just trying to clear my mind,
so please excuse if you think this is a waste of time.
But, there's no more air to breathe,
so my mind's suffocating on every line.

My body has given up on life,
and refuses to keep up the good fight.
My mind is lost somewhere in Wonderland,
knowing humanity has taken back it's helping hand.

I remember when there were days that I gave back to my fellow man,
but as time rolled by and life's prices became so high,
it's just as hard to live as it is to die,
I saw my own hand reaching out for the skies.

So many things have happened to me in just one year.
Things I don't think anyone would want to bear.
I've tried the hopes and dreams,
and realized everything is always as it seems,
there really is no more air to breathe.

Nothing ever changes, one way or another life always returns to the same pages.
Repeating what has happened over the ages,
as life continues to make wages,
on how long it will take for my days to end its mazes.

Life has left me breathless,
Wondering through days restless.
Some how always thinking
Forget this,
Life has put me on misery’s guest list.