Wither

A soft feeling could break me The pieces fall away from there All it could be And whats for them There's an ache That never seems to dull Whats worse than death Is to be defeated I've done my time Struggled with the meaning To endure is to be free And every part I rip away Only bleeds Everyone has a choice And I've made mine Held fate in my hands Watch it wither with time Ill make greener pastures A place for the seed In times of fear and sorrow Ill file my teeth What I cant touch Means nothing to me With the dirt lined up Everyone chokes Ill take my beating Scratch these words in my bones Never a victim of what came before me