Drip drip the rain goes. 
Cold bitterness when the wind blows.
The weather turns my heart.
It's broken, slowly falling apart.
Lost in my own conscious mind.
Forever looking for something I can't find.
All of our memories are gone. 
Going through life with this mask I put on. 
Wanting something I shouldn't have.
Debating on whether I should have.
Leave it all here on this page. 
Writing my thoughts to calm my rage.
I'm going insane, please help me.
Love is something that we used to be.
Hating myself at times for my sins.
Crying inside when the episode begins. 
I cannot love another.
Standing alone, no one to call I love her.
Digging my grave in the dark by myself. 
No doubt that I'm stranded I don't need your help.
I'll write till my death and the pain fades away.
Choking my soul I have nothing to say.
Hearing your voice is torture to my ears. 
Our greatest debt is that we don't know out own fears.
Love is gone and drowning is nice.
They tell me to smile but I don't need advice.