grounded, am I,
in these worn out shoes
soulless and hole strewn
just like my heart too
is broken in like these old shoes
wanderlust on my tongue
and insanity on my lips
I cry in my sleep like an addict on a bad trip
but my mind is clear as I gaze out my window
whisper sad songs as I draw in the fog with my fingers
I am gone, so gone,
I wish I could stay here,
but these soulless and hole strewn shoes
have plans to get away, dear

An empty room,
filled with two empty souls.

Two empty souls,
assuring the other with empty words.

Empty words,
giving a feeling of ****** comfort.

****** comfort,
conjuring feelings of self disgust.

Self disgust,
speculating their insignificance.

Insignificance,
leading to the abrupt realization.

Abrupt realization,
Suicide.

Lying in the dark.
Waiting for his prey.
The Angel of Death
waits to make your day.

Stealing away your soul,
never to be told,
of how you lost your life.
Nothing will suffice.

Lying in the dark.
Waiting for his prey.
The Angel of Death
waits to make your day.

Black robes to hide his face.
You had better quicken your pace.
Skull scythe to steal your spirit.
Your screams, the world won't hear it.

Lying in the dark.
Waiting for his prey.
The Angel of Death
waits to make your day.

There is no where to hide.
He'll take you for a ride.
Into the pits of Hell.
Locked inside a cell.

Lying in the dark.
Waiting for his prey.
The Angel of Death
waits to make your day.

What do you see in me
That sparks your soulless living
I'm no different from the ordinary
Maybe a little naive

I'm not a new creature from your laboratory
Or a monkey that can perform tricks that you never seen

Take off your interest on me
If your stares only directed at the characterized me

I'm no different from the ordinary
Maybe a little crazy
Maybe a little daring

Heavy weighs the death
Of childlike ideals
Their hollow corpses rotted
With severed wrists

The media says “tell no one”
Sleepwalk through reality

I cannot want
I cannot lust
For faces
In a world of masks