What I want is a life worth living,
No more fear, just more giving.
My life is filled with empty lies,
Worse still, the promises are denied.
I give, I take, I make, I break,
My heart is apart, I beg for my sake.
I take a lot, I give even more,
All I want, is a soul-mate, not a sore.
I seek out affection, a similar soul,
And all i find is an empty bowl.
Cup my hands and bring up razors,
Bleeding hands, red with grazes.
More of me, gone to the world,
Yet I find the strength, truth be told.
In the bowl, filled with me, a face,
It's truth though, I cannot trace.
How long can I try,
How long can I cry,
How long can I stand,
To hold this life, so bland.
How long will I seek,
How long shall I creep,
How long is this feeling,
Of despair and reeling.
Help me find a way to the light,
Help me find a way to fight,
Against this emptiness inside,
Depression a backwards tide.
