Despite in ending sobbing
My eyes stay dry
Through all the lies I survive
Even though small parts of me dies and multiplies
The undertaker needs no *****
For my soul died and been buried long ago
I’m just an empty vessel now
Swaying to and fro
Knowing not where to go
I travel the slow road to hopeless oblivion
Dominated by indecision
Whether there is still hope of salvation I know not
So I simply sway to and fro knowing  not where to go
Like a live wire that’s charge has faded
I lay slack waiting for a current to once again flow giving my life purpose
Until then I just blow to and fro
Not knowing where to go
Praying my anticipation isn’t nothing but an illusion
From burnouts of a once live wire
A wire driven by desire and consumed by fire
Hoping to never again play the liar
So I just sway to and fro
Not knowing where to go