I sit here, crying. Watching my tears fall to the ground.
Watching life pass me by.
I'm lying still. Fading in the sorrows of yesterday.
Drowning in every helpless cry.
Taking the blame for everything, suffocating underneath my lies.
Trying to bring back the innocence I once saw in my eyes.
Where did I go? Why am I here?
My hopes lost in an ocean, my faith drenched in tears.
Why am I crying? Why can't I see?
Will I ever be the person I used to be?
I stay here, dying. Waiting for death to take me away.
Waiting for my time to come.
I'm gazing of into the dark. Staring at the mirror…
Hating the stranger I've become.
I hide behind a smiling mask, beneath the shadows of shame.
Wondering what it would be like, if I didn't feel this much pain.
Where am I going? What caused me to cry?
My soul humming to a bittersweet lullaby.
Why can't I let go? Who can set me free?
Who can make me the person I used to be?
I'm falling deep into this black hole of lies,
I'm losing my breath and my courage to cry.
The promise of pain remains carved on my hands.
Reminding me of the person that I really am.
Denying the fact that I've ruined my life.
Living in a world where I can no longer survive.
My heart breaking past pulls me back to its hole.
It's scorching flames piercing hard through my rotting soul.
Where am I…? Am I still me…?
I'm losing myself in my own misery.
What have I done? How can it be?
Why can't I be the person I used to be…?