We are never alone, always accompanied by awkward silence. I'm destined to feel the pain I've caused and the pain you feel so between these pains when can I take the medicine to numb this raging aching? Fetal position, stuck in remission, longing for the gentle touch of someone that gives a... ****, spiraling in and out of control, when will I get a hold of this life I lead down the haunting path of success and being hated. My love is worthless if you don't want it. ******* clad bodies of morbid wishes, classy a thing of the past, bringing a future to the present where I just can't feel whatever it is that's keeping me here. I wake up in a daze. There are no good mornings because no one is there to wish me one. Nights are empty. If it wasn't for the temporary coma, I'd be alone ninety percent of the time. And still, I've retained my lack luster shine. So tuck me in to a steady dream and remind me of the things that made the sun rise at the sunrise.