I'm wasting
This illusion of time
Looking for a beckon
That'll be mine
Only to find empty spaces
And clear skylines
Every sunrise
I tremble
Missing all the beauty
In my personal struggle
I want to weep
To hold my hands high
Scream why, oh why?
No strength to fight
This daily decline
But I've found the want
To lay in this hole I've dug
So, so deep
Wake, sleep
Sleep, wake
Wake, sleep
So, I'll go on quietly
A sweet dream
About all that was never to be
All that meant nothing
And only in the end
Will I see
That these self prescribed guidelines
I followed
Bled out all the peace
In me
