BuddhaSmokedPot
Bluelighter
Emptiness is here, I can feel it all around.
A shallow depth within my soul and no will to live is found.
Nights are days, Days are nights.
The hours blend to one.
Foundations of reality have left me now and are gone.
Sustained by only instinct does my body take.
Each breath with only those shattered hopes and broken dreams.
I continue to die in this living dream.
My independence is absolute and worthiness is gone.
I fight to hold reality and keep going on.
With all these thoughts and doubts...
I seek only strength so hard to find.
What happened to the girl I once was, who fell so far behind?
All the things I have done wrong, I suffer this way.
Each time I stand and start feeling strong...
Its only then my world crumbles.
My head spins in circles as I try to make things clear, but everything I grasp always seems to disappear...why?
Again I have to search this heart I have inside.
All I can see left is foolishness and pride.
How can I go on like this? What secrets go unseen?
These wounds seem to never heal.
And this conscience is never clean.
I close my eyes and try so hard to understand what lessons does life keep for me?
What plan does fate have for me?
I try to see my future, but the truth is not pretend.
Someway soon, and somehow I know this emptiness will end.
A shallow depth within my soul and no will to live is found.
Nights are days, Days are nights.
The hours blend to one.
Foundations of reality have left me now and are gone.
Sustained by only instinct does my body take.
Each breath with only those shattered hopes and broken dreams.
I continue to die in this living dream.
My independence is absolute and worthiness is gone.
I fight to hold reality and keep going on.
With all these thoughts and doubts...
I seek only strength so hard to find.
What happened to the girl I once was, who fell so far behind?
All the things I have done wrong, I suffer this way.
Each time I stand and start feeling strong...
Its only then my world crumbles.
My head spins in circles as I try to make things clear, but everything I grasp always seems to disappear...why?
Again I have to search this heart I have inside.
All I can see left is foolishness and pride.
How can I go on like this? What secrets go unseen?
These wounds seem to never heal.
And this conscience is never clean.
I close my eyes and try so hard to understand what lessons does life keep for me?
What plan does fate have for me?
I try to see my future, but the truth is not pretend.
Someway soon, and somehow I know this emptiness will end.
