A thousand tears I have cried,
Before I've seen the day I die.
I want no more, I feel no more,
And now I know for what is in store.

The madness within is getting great,
And the reason for life I no longer debate.
My mind; it spins and thoughts are glum,
And now I wish it would all be done.

A quiet place I need to be,
So I can see the way you see me.
I need to know what to feel,
so I can be assured that this is real.

I'm so confused and anger felt,
Would you be the one to give me help?
To ease my pain and put out the fire,
In hopes to stop the evil desire.

Lend me a hand or a gun,
It doesn't matter, pick either one.
Give me council and advice,
Or tell me to pull the trigger twice.

Don't tell me I need help, I know very well,
Remember? I'm living this nightmare Hell.
But don't worry, It will go away, you'll see.
Who knows, I might even go back to being me.

However, for now, I'm stuck where I am,
On this boat in the sea, with no sight of land.
And here I will ponder how much I can endure,
How long will it last before I am through?

And here I will wonder as thoughts continue to fly,
I'll sit and I'll wonder - and a thousand tears I’ll cry
 
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