Smother

What happened to that urge
You've come to lean on?
The spirit to succeed
As necessity
Still strung you along
Someone left it burning
Somewhere shy of eye-shot
Quietly waned
Until it winced away
Then it left you on your own
But I'm fine
I swear I'm still trying
It's just harder to focus
Lately, where to start
Success and what it means
With all its aimless meeds
Still hovering my head
But I'm fine
I swear I'm still trying
I'm here
I just need a little bit more time
To spell things out
To break them down
Time to catch my breath
To sit and sort it out
The spirit to succeed
As necessity
Came and ran its course
Quietly waned
Until it winced away
Then it left you on your own
The binding feeling of
Being swept away
Smother under
The weight to create
I can fix this
I can fix this
Smother under your weight
Now they all want something from you
Then just want something else
Now they all want something from you
What a gracious hole you dug yourself