[Jan. 15.07]
Living not knowing why
Thoughts make me want to die
Pain I keep; visions too strong
Still looking for where I belong
Life wasted on nothing more
Forgotten what I've fought for
Trouble in my head
Along I lay in bed
Mistakes covered with lies I tell
Imprisioned by voices; my own hell
Tainted images; Left here alone
Why am I left with nothing to carry on?
I feel the blood rush through my vein
Blood washed away by the cold rain
Why am I here? Why am I lost?
Finding out has a deathly cost.