The Power Of Ink

alone

I pour my soul into these pages
Hoping it would give me some release
To my head, that's been drowning me for ages
But i still can't find my peace

I just need to feel okay
But how? I think & think & think
Maybe it would be easier if someone would stay
But they all leave in a blink

Perhaps i push them away
I don't mean to
God why am i that way
At this point i don't know what to do

Like a boat lost at sea
No land in sight
I scream for help, no one's there, just me
I migh give up on this fight

The waves would still crash
The sun would still rise
It would be over in a flash
No one cares about my demise.
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