Sitting alone with ill tainted fate,
To becoming something,
That I can't even relate.
It digs inside my head,
It scratches the skull until it bleeds.
Will I ever see? Can I believe?
It forces me to unleash my hate.
This anger inside releasing madness!
I'm sorry if I close my eyes,
I can't seem to see straight.
Looking into my mirrored reflection,
Horrified as it seems to twist and turn,
And nothing to make sense of it.
Grasping the ledge,
I thought I was ready to fall.
It seems it's not so easy.
My mind can't seem to feel my heart,
Can't seem to grasp,
A soul so empty and free.
It frightens me!
Now creeping and crawling,
My life hangs by this delicate thread.
Your hate and anger,
It pushes me to the edge.
Please don't let me fall!
I'm not ready to fall just yet.
I'm not ready to die just yet.
Because I haven't even lived my life, yet!
What the hell did I ever do
To deserve all of this?
Maybe I'm just being too hard on myself.
Perhaps the bright side is just clouded at the time.
Can I just take it all in,
Until I can take no more?
Then let the soft, warm light
Brush against my skin,
And let me live free inside...
...even though now I am chained!
This bitterness, this depression,
What do you do to deal with it?
How can I live like this?
I just asked for one favour.
For you to just let me be!
Just let me be free.
But no,
Not even the slightest comfort,
I am able to rest upon.
I am forced inside a shadow.
Not even the smallest shed of warmth
Can ever reach my soul.
I can't even begin to imagine tomorrow!
So sudden, so fierce this all treads on me.
No one seems to know the answer.
So take my life, take my very soul!
But my fate will never be in your grasp.
It is mine alone to bend and shift.
Someday I will find where I belong.
Until then I can only hope,
That I'll make one last time,
In the storm that is my life.