Another day at war with you. What exactly am i to do?
You continue prying your way into my well orchestrated wonderland.
I would never expect you to understand.
Looking into your empty eyes, I can see that you're only feeding me lies.
Always forcing me into a state of despair, although I can tell that you don't really care.
Don't you see? Forcing the rain won't take away the pain.

Empty days, lonely nights
How i long to hold you in this painful life.
I'm the product of misery.
No, i'm not asking for you to save me
I guess i just miss your company.

Forever lonely.
Why  doesn't this place seem like home to me?
I'm uselessly drifting through this beautiful nightmare.
Maybe i'm just scared..
Of what? Maybe myself.

Oh god this hurts like hell.
This mental state makes me want to yell.
Trying my hardest to stay strong,
Yet everything i do and say is wrong.

Constantly slipping into isolation,
I just want to change my situation.
Finding myself lost in my mind,
doing nothing but wasting precious time.
Always dreaming of a better life,
doing my best to avoid the knife.

If only i was better at standing alone.
Maybe then i could figure out my life and find my way home.
Too pre-occupied fantasizing about finding another,
to love, to trust and have a good time with one another.

I carry with me a damaged heart.
I'm trying not to fall apart.
So focused on trying to be a better me,
Still nothing is working can't you see?
I ache to find someone,
to have a better connection.
to travel the planet with a better sense of direction.

Feeling haunted by the demons in my mind and the ghosts of my past.
Still chasing a happiness that i hope will last.
I'm still trying to rid myself of the darkness that follows me.
Only to find that i'm fading away, almost completely.

It it so funny
When you are in love you feel
so alone sometimes.

He kept trying to find the memories
of a world long passed
The fragments have become blurred

The Era before
An Age of Unity

But this world he finds himself in now
is one of isolation

Of what importance are half-forgotten pieces?
That are retained in the shattered walls of a broken man's mind
Of what significance are these recollections of a half-remembered time?