Drown in bitter sadness, sickened with regret
Drunken from despair, wondering if this is all you get.
You're standing in the fire, but the cold of loneliness won't let the heat soak through.
The whispers only torment, kicking you around
Visions leave you no rest, so your dragging on the ground
You laugh at your own misery, its all that's left of you.
Some folks might want to comfort, but its more weight than you can bare.
Most only stop to mock, spit on you or stare
But there judging doesn't matter, anymore than what you tell yourself is true.
The memory of all those faces won't leave you alone
The desperation's gripping, grinding at your bones
You'd die for isolation, but there's no hiding from you.
Those long and lonely nights you ponder, where it all went wrong
Nothing gives you comfort, there's no sense of feeling home
So you smoke another cigarette, you drink and wish it were through.
