To find myself,
In a lonely road is what
I could foresee.
Drowning in this realm,
I've become someone
I thought I'd never be.And all these thoughts
inside my head,
are fears of loneliness
from years I can't relive.Oh I've been a stranger,
sleeping with you in my bed.
I wish I could save you
from the thoughts up in my head.We all come from broken arms,
but still I keep you close.
I'm an empty hollow shell,
on this long road down to hell.I've been on,
hiding down,
I'll tell you everything I can.
There's a healer inside of me
and it's just too deep for you to see.And I can tell you one more time,
for my head is on the line
before I could go away.Oh I've been a stranger,
sleeping with you in my bed.
I wish I could save you
from the thoughts up in my head.

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Welcoming The End.
Non-FictionNot everyone knows how to welcome death with a smile.