Is anybody else awake, does anyone else feel the same?
Wishing they have some stuff they could erase?
Can't sleep in this state of paranoia, failures become demons that say I told ya.
Flying above a lifeless corpse like a vulture.
Not a single sound in the midst of mountains, a sea of silence makes this place look haunted.
Oddly enough it is all that I wanted.
Think too much, I overthink my past, and how did everything go by this fast.
And now I am thinking how long it will last?
Nobody to call as my phone stays off, nobody out there to call my bluff.
Nobody said this was easy this life so tough.
There is nothing else that I want, as it is too late to begone.
The only thing left to do is wait until dawn.
