I was an innocent drawn to the broken and emotionally dead. Like a moth to a flame I flew straight into my death. The personification of fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
dark nights darker times existence since you left my life hard to breathe speak in goodbyes got no more will and no more fight left in me so in the dark i cry i pray to whatever's out there to let me die i'm broken and worn and already dying inside i can't manage to do one thing right have mercy on me squeezing my eyes tight hoping when i open them i'm covered in light