I long for peace livin'in the chaos
I ask for clarity, confusion being served
Sanity my priority, i jeopardize it myself
Fate and family, some free gifts
In the wrappers of love
I ask for none
I sit by the bedpost, sleep being some distant guest
I pen down the emotions, spilling my sins
Burden is weary on my shoulders yet i refuse the help
With scraped knee and cursed feet and temple aching,
i walk in the dark tunnels leaving the warmth behind.
Cold is my world, unknown to sun i stay
I sleep on the edge, fearing the life
Appealed by the mighty death .
