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Dreams quickly fade into the night,
slowly becomming nightmares.
That soon become reality.
No matter how hard I try I can't escape any of the pain.
On the days that I can actually have a smile appear on my face,
are the days that seem to be less frequent.
There aren't many of those.
Watching everything around me fall,
and knowing there is nothing I can do.
What is my point in being here,
if I only run thing into the ground?
My last nights with you are what remain,
in the pit of my mind.
The sorce of my greatest pain.
What do you expect me to do,
if I don't have you?
Nothing seems to be right any more,
everything is against me.
What is a person to do,
when nobody is willing to give them a hand,
or even a clue?
