Dead inside… only way it was
Gave up and forgot how to have fun
Looking for something more in the nothing
Arms out and blood on the floor
Wrote myself something more than this
Envisioned more then just gave in
Looking for something more in this nothing
Arms out and lonely on this floor
Forgot what it is that makes me significant
When I wrote myself into something else
A complexity written into my skin
Arms out and embracing the floor
Something… anything to make me whole

The collapse was spectacular…

Told myself it wouldn’t last
But I knew how this would end
Just as I saw then
The thoughts they don’t make sense
Only to me because
Only I can see what they say
Told myself it wouldn’t last
Because I knew how this ends
We don’t know how to write new things
An extension of the same old thing
Nothing ever was as much as I believed
Told myself it wouldn’t last
But I knew how this would end
When I began this journey
Told myself these feelings weren’t for me
Told myself too many times now I’m deaf
Told myself to let these thoughts rest
Only to know how this would end
This thing called happiness…

I’ve spent too long inside my head…

Gave all that you could… but there isn’t enough
Faith to cover up what you’ve done
Haunting litigation of lies by revelations
Hear my voice and hear my cries
The words you’ve lived by have always been lies…
Turning a blind eye to all that you see
Faith may not be so blind to the justice of deceit
Haunting imitations of a truth by regulations
Hear my voice within your cries
The words you’ve lived by have been only lies…
Stop wondering and questioning… same above as below
Accept it for what it is and find a peace within