I feel the emptiness you bring more tangibly than you, and perhaps I was a fool to believe there was a difference

living is such a painful way to die.

Set me free of this curse!
Let me cry
Let me cry
Set me free of my torment!
Let me cry
Let me cry
Tears do not leave the eye;
I really wish I would die.

What is this twisted dream?
Why can I not scream?
I cannot feel grief or pain,
Not happiness nor dismay,
I can no longer smile,
And despite how much I try,
I really cannot cry.

I've grown so tired now,
To this tragedy, I must bow,
My hairs are turning grey
Oh to hell with all this fray!
Just let me wither and die,
What's the point when I cannot cry?
Tears do not leave the eye...

I sent a letter into the void of hope and despair
And much like, in hope I waited
And In despair I regretted
Owing to my lack of originality I can only relate
Like a moth, light I seek yet scared of daylight.

The quakes shakes us,
The land swallows us,
The flood strays us,
The hurricane splits us,
The hunger thins us,
The war breaks us,
The government ignores us,
Only death saves us.