Can you hear the cry of my inner self sentenced to die? I'm shouting your name I'm was glad you came Save me from my own hell It's taking me, can't you tell! I can't keep doing this I can no longer swing my fist I feel weak a constant losing streak I need to see you darling Your love so startling But you have walked away Leaving with no words to say I think it's time to take The demons hand, and never awake
*This was real. Someone special left me without a reason, and I learned to except much of the negativity in my life. In turn, making me feel "dead" par-say.*