Lost

Wandering scared, I quickly take flight
darkness surrounding, endless night
motion blurred, cold to the touch
following footsteps, onward they rush

ground beneath me, clouds above
hollow the heart, empty of love
gnashing of teeth, shivers the spine
telling to everyone, everythings fine

harsh the street light, moths hover near
my mind is screaming, my eye a tear
fighting the truth, running from lies
a part of my soul, whithers and dies

stressed to the limits, nerves on fire
questioning my sanity, outlook is dire
truth is the enemy, they can never see
don't let them in, just pretending its me

tied to my persona, chokes me with its hold
all of this pretending, getting really old
corners being cut, sacrifce my heart
lost to life, I lost it from the start

Dean Williamsİ 2003

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