| Plunging from zenith
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| Spiraling ever so downward
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| Oh, why do I hold on to this dismal feeling?
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| Descending ever so downward
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| I feel lost
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| Reaching out through the dark
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| Hoping for answers gone
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| Every moment in ash
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| The wick has burnt away
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| There were moments burning bright that I hold on to tightly
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| Now I stay awake and gnaw my wounds more than nightly
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| And I can’t see what’s illuminated right in front of me
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| With every shaky breath I lay awake in melancholy
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| I lay in my dismay
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| Another love now lost so pathetically
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| Lacking the will to push
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| Too weak to strive, to reach out for the light
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| I’ve traced my tracks through the sands
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| To find out where it all began, and if I could relive those times I would have
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| burned brightly
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| Resonating
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| In a state of disillusion
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| I’m constantly reaching for validation and evaluation to create a conclusion
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| Desperation
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| This never ending desire to know where I’m standing and I’m not forgetting the
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| moments that I have been feeling cast down to this abyss to be dismissed of all
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| my bliss and I, to my core know that I can be more
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| Than this and I try to keep my soul so alive, but I dive ever so downward
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| Stifling the call of my heart
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| These shadows are draining me of my spark
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| Choices I’ve made now tear me apart
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| This mountain of mistakes I’ve made from the start has ever diminished my
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| senses and spirit
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| I sew my eyes shut, for the dark I revere it
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| Bathed in failure
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| I’m so full of missing pieces
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| As I lay in my dismay
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| I now have found, I’ve lost my way
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| No conviction behind my every word
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| No restriction to habits I’ve deemed so absurd
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| I can’t feel
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| I don’t know what is real anymore, and to my dying core
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| I’m lost inside an eternal war |