On the brink of starvation
I find no motivation
From the anguish of a lovers lost touch
To the thoughts of....oh so much

My well has run dry
And I can no longer cry
I don't know what to do
How can I find me
And what has happened to you

Drawn apart are the seams of life
With no chance of repair
And nothing to stife
No not even a breath of air

I've gone blank with rushed emotion
With confusion bound in a place deeper than the ocean
Support for life is unknown
But as they say destiny is carved in stone.