I just want to be free
From all pain...
It is the feeling of
Living in fear...
Silence overwhelms a tired soul
As they wander into the night...
The rain is gone.
The trains are gone...
I do not wish to live
but my mom's illness...
There once was an extravagant tree
Strong and tall with...
You complain about your mother
But yet you are her...
I close my eyes to try to sleep
But even with counting sheep...
No one can be bothered
to even remember your name...
I weep now, for longing;
I sob for another night of mental unrest...
I am regretting
My composure, might have fooled...
I'm standing still and yet the world is spinning...
looking down and seeing the world upside down...