The wind is chilling to the bone
The echo is loud enough to leave a ringing noise in the back of your head for days
The tears burn like fire
You still can't seem to find a distinguished direction, yet you keep going
The smoke is thick and you can't escape
your heart hurts for those you have destroyed
the line is thin as you walk across the beam
but you take no time thinking of the risk
your legs fall weak
but you don't mind the mystery
the outcome of burning bridges with those of no past
the ghosts in your closet seem to come out when you're at your lowest
screaming for help in a lonely desert
no one seems to see the darkness that's washed over your face
losing touch with real emotions, you've built a guard that you don't put down until you've found love with the blooming flowers that you can't touch
when will you finally see the damage you've done?
there's nothing for you here, nothing for you there
you're left alone yet again with your thoughts and a pen
don't get me wrong,
this is your highest point
your words and your heart
but your heart is dark
and your mind is even darker
lonely child, you'll find your peace one day
just no time soon