Let me Breathe!

Stop stepping on my wind-pipe, it’s hard to breathe!
I’ve had enough already, I want to leave.
Go far away to give me a chance to heal.
You’ve made me hate myself,
A feeling of animosity rushed through my veins.

My life’s imbalanced, I can’t take the strain.
All my hopes and ambitions flushed at once down the drain.
All the money, the fame, the cars, the title 
and the name can’t be traded for a minute of peace from the pain.

Is this what I’ve worked my arse off for?
What did I gain?
Training my mind to be the best I can be.
What’s the point at the end of the day?

In the end, it doesn’t even matter as Linkin Park says.
To take your life seems to be the only option.

Enough. That’s enough of this rhyming game.
Let’s start afresh, a journey to obtain abstinence.
Away from all the distractions and attractions.
Take some time out to figure out what’s my purpose in life.
Born for a reason and trying hard to die without one.