i try to act steady and cool
when all the while i can't even have a hold on myself
pathetic and worthless as i could be
i try to be somebody, when i'm nobody
and ended up being crazy
poison doesn't taste as bitter as my heart now
or does it feel as cold as the worst snow storm or empty and void as vacuum
i wish you could feel the gravity inside; the compression within
pain has lost its meaning. it doesn't hurt anymore
when will i be released from my despair?
this lonely road is too hard
it's too damn lonely
and too damn freaking hard
please end my sorrows and eraze my existence
that i shall wither and hope no more