I don't understand you
One second, we're made to be
I see your hand in mine,
I feel your breath on my neck,
I sense your warmth next to me,
Then, moments later,
You're gone
I don't know what to do
All I know is that I've never felt more alone

Everyone has those moments,
Those moments where everything seems hopeless..
Well, sometimes it seems I'm stuck in one
I find something that makes me happy
I cling to it, I absorb it,
Only to have it ripped from me
It leaves wounds, giant gaping holes
They fill with disease; hate and sadness
Depression, stress, regret
They ooze from me, leaving me a broken mess
What's the point in finding more, when you know the same thing will happen again?

I can't control this...feeling
I guess I was born this way
My mind is still reeling
Old morals run out of the way
I tried to ignore it for years
But now I see how it is
I swallow up all of my fears
And dive..into the abyss