Smokey haze, beyond my gaze,
I see it rise above my eyes.
I try to touch and take it back,
But its much too late for things like that.
I close my eyes, not wanting to see,
Exactly what Ive done to me.
Ive tried so hard to change my ways,
I fell again into the haze.
It rise's around forming the cloud,
That ceases my sight, takes away the sound.
As much as I scream, splutter and cry,
Nobody will see, nobody will care.
Hollow and dead the echo inside,
A carved out face set in flames.
The tear's of the pain run from my eyes,
Sorrow and pity reflecting from my mind.
Leading a life of dying lies,
Hoping to find a way to the light.
Seeing the haze wrap itself around,
Finding the power to escape from your hell.
