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I lay awake in bed, and look over the edge Of the void that is my soul As I keep looking still, with hopes it will be filled And the fear that it may swallow me whole
I long to break free From this captivity
I lay awake and stare, into the blackened air Where the echo's call my name I try to look away, but I'm in dissaray From the static noise that's in my brain
I'm here for all to see Under lock and key
I look into the sky, and let out a painfull cry Why is my world like shattered glass I'm clenching my fist, shaking where I sit Waiting for this wave to pass
I've entombed myself My own beautiful hell
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