Fading Out.

You're all alone, swollen up with hate.
Fighting against what seems to be your fate.
You could run or hide but there is no escape.
All roads lead you back to your first mistake.

You feel alive with pain, but powerless with fear.
It claws through your brain, and escapes in a tear.
You want to let it out, to make it go away.
But your so filled with doubt, confused what others say.

You hate the days before, the days you could smile.
You just want to ignore those memories for a while.
Because you can't tell what's real or what is fake.
You keep falling apart with every step you take.

You're too lost, too cold,
To ever be saved.
It's like you're living life
Walking to your grave.