Lost Song

Confused..
abused..
used and reused..
dwelling in this dark zone
nothing is what i call my own.

nothing is what i say
everything is what i hear
people trod over me
sweet music around me
death is all that makes sense to me
regression filling up inside me.

all i gain is pain..
people knock me over.
taking my happiness
they walk away..
all i trusted
to keep me sane
were the emotions slain

walking my own path.
weaving my own sorrows..
souls falling around me
turn to see shadows behind me..
staring at me, watching me,
i continue to walk ..
seeking my path through the mist of sorrows