I walk on broken glass
Barefoot and white dazed
Jagged shards dig my skin
Life is all hazed

I walk on silent streets
Fog filled and long sorrow
Chills curl my blood
Sickness is to follow

I walk on fearful dreams
Closed eyes and scare
Head buried in pillow
Weakness is my faire

I walk in worn out shoes
Bruised and battered story
Step inside my mind
Alone is my glory