Escape

So the pain ebs and flows.
Never can you guess which way it goes.

The pain is like a terrifying tide.
Always watching your back and each side.

Maybe a bandaid, maybe a chemical.
Nothing can heal this wound of that dark hell.

Society scars and blames the rest.
We can't going living as men without a test.

Never a challange in sight to show.
Never being able to display true strength for mates and bros.

Its a curse, its a trap.
And the only to escape is inside the dreams of your naps.