Forlorn

Everyday I live in pain, this whole situation has gone insane Exit stage left when the way is clear, but nothing's right and no one's near As my soul creeps towards the flame of the unholy. Oh, what a shame! The black gets darker, the world gets bluer, my peace of mind gets f**king greyer. You breathe not air but the scent of the kill, if follows you a*s like a shadow of guilt. Truth lies with whatever you find, yet clouds you vision like you are blind. You fell to your knees as you wept tears unworthy of being kept. Confusion: the only state of mind to live by with understanding.