If a lost cause felt the mourning of his fate.... the pain would be felt....
try gets lost in failure and getting up is to hard under the weight of your expectations....
Believe that your words echo in my nightmares and come out in the worst ways .....
Light shadows are a glimpse into the hopeful craters where love once crashed...
I am not a punching bag that deserves the punishment on my label....
terror is now a comfort cause hollow bleeds out of pores on my armour....
strength cannot be my ally because my weakness is where i last felt strong...