Ripples, through an ocean spring of self loathing
Stained upon my heavy heart for the world to never see
What lies beyond is greater than pain, but pure intoxication
Of a smothering reality which turned its back without reason
Leaving open an empty void waiting still to be filled.
Though time does tick by, a fight is fought here everyday!
With dried up emotions too drained to care, what do I do?
Continue along like all is good and nothing's wrong, how fun,
The ways of life shown to me are but a burden to the soul
And if forgetting was possible, perhaps id be a little in control.
Ever heard the saying "Love makes the earth move"?
Well yeah! Just the wrong way, that's sods law of bad luck,
Try and try, fight on, but ask yourself though, what for?
Because when all is said & done and today reaches tomorrow
You'll get hurt and left alone, with only silence left to borrow.
I'm not a bitter man who speaks of despair in abundance
But there is a point where enough is enough...
One thing to go right is all some people ask, to be happy
Yet when tough times and pain comes hand in hand with fear
We start to question our existence with that of a single tear.
