how much did i loose
i cannot think of an excuse
for times abuse
i could tie my own noose

all chances are gone
where do i belong
i thought i could be strong

no more
is there
someone to care for

death came this way  
all i see is the color gray
i stopped being brave

the demons have raised
my mind is nothing but a maze
days and days

no one has the words
to stop the hurt
i stand at a grave of dirt

ashes to ashes
dust to dust
a must
?

the day