It is never enough
nothing I ever do
Whatever is done
is never good
And with the time erased
lapsed on getting older
wasting what is left
is one ill ******* reminder
I'm no one
and you are someone
to look down at me
while I gaze lovingly up at you

Does anything matter?
Love, friendship
trust???
I have more belief in Angels Dust
than anything, most anyone
has ever done or said

It never was good
always had to be perfect
trying to live up to others
wants and needs
Twist myself all up
to comply
only to fit into my non conformity
which came naturally to me anyways
And to impress you was a waste of time
one ill ******* reminder
to believe only in myself
and not care about anything
or anyone else...........
I'll fool myself
that I care about no one else

It is strange how alone
and feeling I can't reach none
The wind causing a chill that will not warm
and by the fire makes no difference
How did I spin out of control?
Thought everything would work out, somehow
now I'm not certain I even think clear

Run around in circles
till confusion sets in,
then spend hours trying to figure out who and where I am
In the end I see I'll never know,
so I run around in those same Misty Circles
with the same misty results

At night I lay in bed with tears in my eyes
praying to finally see the light
without all the fog
maybe wouldn't be so dark... All the time
God help this senseless man
comfort all these suicidal thoughts
Always feeling I'm living in a world I do not belong
It shouldn't be so hard to resist picking up that gun
but it is ...  oh, it's a challenge to live today
another day of feeling I shouldn't
but sticking around anyway

And as I run it stirs up more
Misty Circles to cover up what I've become
More worthless words and talk to those who pretend
in the end I always find they never did
The only one who has been fooled is foolish me
Is it supposed to be like this all the time?
I feel so alone
I look at that lethal dose of drugs
I look at a .45 and understand
just one shot and it's all forever done
Why? Why do I have these thoughts????
Misty inside causing internal rot
I want to be happy
but the only thing clear is I am not

No need for drama or other ugly, to waste your time there are better ways
Something big awaits here after, so can I get it straight???
Man makes nothing without the touch of God's hand
Where becomes the need to live, the will to find happy and peace
Those afraid to die, I tell you now " Don't fear, there is life when you pass away from here "
I know not what awaits, but it is forever, and I don't believe in a place called hell...
Hell would come from within... suffering and misery have always came within never without

Why waste time to hate?
To hurt or deceive
And for those with no respect your life must be a wreck
Among the Living
we are here for now, but no promise for tomorrow
Our short life means not much on the scale of forever

We question what's to come
Been a question since the dawn of time
Nothing we do will change the fact:
We're all travelers to the grave
Our first breath we **** in death, with our last we blow it out
Turn to faith... If you look close you cannot deny Christ
I don't understand the things He lets happen here
But maybe for some great plan that humans don't understand
And He need not explain to his creation
the crazy twisted things man have done and continue too

Read the bible that demonstrates
a history of creation
or could it be the hopelessness of fiction
Among the Living
has a history of doing just that
To confuse and blur the lines further
is truly Satan's real pleasure
The wicked that could tell you there is no God
while Christ is standing at their side
Death will eventually take us all away
Heaven, Hell or somewhere in that great vast
we will follow where those who went before us have gone
and on that day we will know
the truth of forever
eternally