The thoughts are growing, forever overwhelming
Blocking away a sense of a sane reality...
She floats silently, lifeless
Looking for something to grasp...
A Stranger in my mirror,
A Stranger in my home...
Scars criss cross the veins on my wrist,
while blood pools at my feet...
Inside my mind where I live almost all the time
The rain never leave and the darkness never says...
The weight of this world is plenty
my will is weak...
I planted a seed of hope.
I planted a seed of hope, and it grew with...
I want to fly away
because I need a new beginning...
She leaves fingerprints of blood
upon a note that stutters her truth...
Down the lane as i gaze at my own thoughts,
how can life be so mundane...
Nothing so important
if the feeling you got...
They throw her to the wolves.
She is down and out...