Analysis of Broken Thoughts

Barely breathing in a world full of suffocating loss.
Raking in my thoughts I remember the time I lost my coin toss.
Only hope remains, but she’s dying in the corner.
Killing for a better day, but I’m a foreigner.
Enjoying my pain she is, but we’re both losing.
Never ending pain we’re in, but I’m the one who’s bruising.
There’s no ending in my far-reaching sight.
How I wish she can take flight.
Once she was a queen, but now she only sees dreams.
Useless I was playing for her team.
Going for self-doubt I could always accomplish.
Hiding away my fears that I would try to demolish.
Trouble it was to keep her happy, but for the moment it was worth it.
Scarier things we’ve seen that she won’t admit, but I’ll be the first to say it wasn’t counterfeit.