sitting alone in my room
all i hear is your voice
not a day goes by that i think of you
my needs for you grow stronger and stronger
hour by hour and day by day
deep withing my soul
it tells me how much i need you
as the voices whisper your name from within
i throw my hands up to the voices
my arms bleeding from the obsession and needs
which came from your blade.
a blizzard of doubts come before me
to take me on a challenge
i wish to say your name to fight it all
but for now all i can do
is let the blood from my obsessions and needs
spell it out for me.
this from which i speak is only true
I wish to release myself and journey to find your soul