Strobe Light, Moon Night
The darkness has hit so hard and fast
Its destroyed almost all my senses
I'm so alone, so stupid, so scared
I've become so exhausted
Tired of life
Drained physically and emotionaly
There's almost nothing left
The ray of sunshine I used to see in tomorrow
Is now a dim candle at the end of its wick
Fighting scaresly against a raging wind
A wind that is rapidly growing into a cyclone
There's a hole in my bucket of hope
And happiness is draining fast
The little that remains I feel can not last much longer
Not much makes me stronger
Anger, frustration, fury and disgust
Sucked my energy away
Now I'm afraid to express all these things
Afraid that my expressions can only hurt others
Always my main fear
The idea of freedom has faded, along with my dreams
All that is left is a sense of guilt
Reminders of what a cold lonely world this can be
If i wake up tomorrow I will only feel ashamed
For once again I see no glory
Because I never feel I shine
Crying is healthy and that makes feel more sick
For I havent cried in almost as long as I havent swimmed
As my intelligence floats away and my mind lets me down again
The pain grows, the nightmares continue
I feel that I will be haunted for life
I cant wait to find out if I will be haunted in death.
When I ask God to help the ones I love most and he ignore my prayers,
I cant help but wonder if by making me feel this way,
Is he telling me to die?
Because he decides who lives or dies
But who chooses when and where?
And will there ever be an answer to why?
The darkness has hit so hard and fast
Its destroyed almost all my senses
I'm so alone, so stupid, so scared
I've become so exhausted
Tired of life
Drained physically and emotionaly
There's almost nothing left
The ray of sunshine I used to see in tomorrow
Is now a dim candle at the end of its wick
Fighting scaresly against a raging wind
A wind that is rapidly growing into a cyclone
There's a hole in my bucket of hope
And happiness is draining fast
The little that remains I feel can not last much longer
Not much makes me stronger
Anger, frustration, fury and disgust
Sucked my energy away
Now I'm afraid to express all these things
Afraid that my expressions can only hurt others
Always my main fear
The idea of freedom has faded, along with my dreams
All that is left is a sense of guilt
Reminders of what a cold lonely world this can be
If i wake up tomorrow I will only feel ashamed
For once again I see no glory
Because I never feel I shine
Crying is healthy and that makes feel more sick
For I havent cried in almost as long as I havent swimmed
As my intelligence floats away and my mind lets me down again
The pain grows, the nightmares continue
I feel that I will be haunted for life
I cant wait to find out if I will be haunted in death.
When I ask God to help the ones I love most and he ignore my prayers,
I cant help but wonder if by making me feel this way,
Is he telling me to die?
Because he decides who lives or dies
But who chooses when and where?
And will there ever be an answer to why?
