Could it be, that its all just a dream?
The pain I feel inside twisting like a knife...
Blood dripping from my heart like a leaky faucet.
                  I'm tearing apart.
            Why won't the pain stop?
Everything becomes real, solid like steel.
Heavy like a boulder, hanging off a cliff, begging for suicide.

It must end, this feeling of consumption, engulfed in a fiery fire raging across the flatland's.

              The serenity of calm waters that blanket the sea is what I long for. But only one can provide.

only you can calm my disturbed heart.only you alone hold the antidote to my disease.

                           Only you...