Hung out

As I sit here and think about the relationships I've  hung up and let dry out not thinking twice about them until I do like now when alone  has become the norm and to not be is a dream or fantasy  Beating my self up and climbing deeper  down in this hole as the wall builds up around  me the deeper I go the higher i Get the harder  I need to climb to escape the end of a life I never wanted being wrong by nature  identifying  with it to be pushed around understanding nothing falling  down no one hears me when I cry I stand with but 

 never really hang it out to dry why is this walk I walk so long never knowing where I'm going just going to say I went    filling things up with whatever substance it takes at the moment of weakness if only I had the strength to lay it down stop being bound keeping the inside man down No more  will I let u win time is now my friend decide for its the end no more pain no more to gain go against the grain please refrain time has told break the mold to be or not to be nothing on hold add sugar it become sweet put on back burner add a little heat  not the recipe you need you in him , him In you the alpha The omega the end  this is how I plea 

Funk, soul