Save me from the fall, i'm losing my mind slowly one day at a time. I'm ready to start my crawl while slowly being cut down into my prime. This insanity is like nothing i've ever known, I feel so different from the person I used to be. My mood is always going to be unknown....my soul is locked with a skeleton shaped key. My feelings, my thoughts they all lead back to square one, nothing seems to be the same without a hand to hold. Even then my worst nightmares always happen to come true so why should I try and be someone so brave and bold? I won't give in yet until my final and last breath, but what possible choices do I have with this heart of black? I won't give in until i'm finally strangled to death, in pictures i've seen, they have always had scratches and cracks. There are no lights that haven't been burnt out, but there seems to be a ghostly douse. There are many things I couldn't live without nothing but a no good parasitic louse. The insanity will always come and go, there's nothing I can do to make it disappear. The painful feeling i'll always know, my mind will not recover from these tears. After all the pain and sorrowful hurt, when i'm finally laid to rest i'll be in the ground with the dirt, with no heart left in my chest.
