Desperation for my life to finally find it's end,
empty tears i've cried my nights,
I carried my heart with both hands waiting for it to finally take its last
pump and end my path,
through both my eyes i'd bleed,i ask what could i have been.
with my stepping stones set aside,
the darkness robing me blind,
i've seen the true nature and how it should have been.
Our minds not set free,
I mourn for the feelings we do not keep,
the truth we do not seek,
what to set me free,
to whoever it may be.
solitude my destruction and the end of me
with only empty space to bare witness of my pain.
This inability to be contempt with this coat of skin
and a given soul,
my eyes bleed now, but to late my life departs from me
a silent good bye is what i can now be.
 
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