I walk around dead inside
A piece of me is gone
The piece that completed me
The piece that kept me sane.
Now I am lifeless, and loveless
Hoping that at least a part of me is
Conscious enough to fulfill my priorities
Sinful, Lusty and lonely
Sleep and dreams fill the void
Unawaken to anger and vigor
Immune to the pain outside
Driven and half-hearted by the pain on inside
Wanted and awaiting a release to the nightmare
Too afraid to grasp reality
Sanctuary and solitude is the key to my serenity
Despair is truly the worst of all suffering
Now I am just an ordinary man
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