This new place where I stand,
Hallow ground... only water and sand.
The blood rushes from my face,
Im running alone, leaving no trace.
I continue running only to find,
These deformed faces, is this real or only in my mind?
Help me please, Im not sure whats real or fake,
If I fu ck things up, my life may be at stake.
What am I becoming? Fake or real?
I run my fingers down my arm, nothing to feel.
My body is going numb, my legs are going down...
Im falling, no one to catch me, no one found.
Im lost in my soul, out of my state of mind,
Going away, never remembering anything.
Nothing is right.
Nothing is wrong.
Im fine, but Im sick.
Help me...
