Surrounded by bodies Laughing and talking But I hear only white noises Like the dead walking Each with their own lives Seas of souls Together they strive Yet I feel alone
When letting go means broken nails Desperately clinging onto broken dreams Bleeding knucking as you constantly fail To hold on with all your being.
Burning tears flow down your face A thousand knife wounds sting all the while As your life ebbs to a desolate place You still greet the world with a smile