Dead Inside

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Demons controling my every move

In a way that fits a groove

Nothing feels right anymore

Is this the final score

I feel like my wings have been ripped from my back

I'm being held under attack

 My mind goes blank

My heart has sank

While my brain is desolate

My heart doesn't have a mate

I'm searching for something that can never be found

Because I'm slowly dying without a sound

My voice cannot come out

I cannot move about

I'm slowly fading into an oblivion

I have no pavilion

I'm lost in a big sea of deception

I have no thrive and no perservation

I'm dead on the inside

And drowning in the emotions tide

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