I've seen too many faces
but none I've recognized
it's this constant
lingering depression
that confines and redefines
screaming for a savior
the guilt invades instead
cursing out the voices
deep inside my head
I'd play this broken record
but it lies somewhat abused
never really noticed
it remains used and bruised
I try to get away
as my phone keeps on ringing
and the pain that I'm feeling
are the words that you're bringing
you tell me not to worry
but the worries in my heart
this darkness overwhelms me
it's weak I play the part
time is standing still
as I call for something more
but my hand is paralyzed
as I'm reaching for the door
so I turn and walk away
disappointed from the truth
waiting is my downfall
as I wait for something new
I slip to the rain
through the fog through the clouds
a ghost to my secrets
through the days I have found
nothing can compare                                                  
to these words that I'm living
the days that are dying
are the deaths that are giving