Darkness before me
Before me see a well cold and solid
I try to escape it but still it beckons
before it I stand prostrate and rejected
but in its col dark depths I see my life reflected
no mortal sin could bear the pain
of events in my life dejected again and again
I wish to break the cycle of dreams rejected
but in my mind a small light reflected
pain and pain again
but yet I solder on my friend
senselessly repeated
I but wish them all deleted
Atonement deep down inside
without a shade to hide it
am I good or bad an endless discussion to be had
these words I rite out of drink
but it gives me pause to think
do the words of my heart really matter
or are the words from my heart just chatter
I am shouting loudly in your ear
but it seams that its just words you hear
my mind locked in this endless cage of almost perfect rage
so I'm cast out and washed out
dose that mean you don't care about that certain thing that I hold dear
Exactly how I feel
wasted used and abused all I hear is your excuse
you take until everything is used
and leave nothing for me
for me
for me
so hallow so empty
I feel as if I am sinking
deeper down into this well
deeper down into my own hell
this all consuming fear
pulls me in my dear
honesty reflected
out of life is this what I expected?