I'm scared to death
and hopelessly confused...
Go.
Go Now...
It's here,
I can feel it...
I can only trust the innocents
Who my oxygen relies on...
Drawn by the darkness that i see
Torn by the weight of sadness that i feel...
I HOPE YOU KNOW
THAT I LOVE...
Everyday i have to face myself i hate it everyday...
Love blazes a trail.
We go through hell...
My thoughts, dreams, and hopes
blowing away in the wind...
In shadows he hides
with his devious stare...
In the darkness of the day
on your own dying day...
So many conversations in my head,
What is birth and what is dead...