I lie here in my frigid bed,
Staring at my ceiling surrounded by carnivorous blackness,
Little do they know I mourn every tear I've shed
For I don't think I have any left, given in my heart trust does lack.
Do I truthfully believe I deserve a life of luxury?
Nay... I feel as though I've ruined so much,
The lingering pain flares into agony and takes the breath out of me
And I dream, I plead, for a cooling touch..
May that be a touch of a lover,
One I wish I could feel
As I drown in sorrow and become submerged
While my fate is forever sealed...
No, she can never rid me of the heartache,
No matter how hard she tries
And I do hope she shan't make my heart break
As I dream and cry here as I lie...
Beautiful pain, leave me to rot,
I wish to never bring sadness upon another soul
And for an escape from this pain I've sought
But sorrow has taken hold...
I lie here in my frigid bed,
Staring at my ceiling surrounded by carnivorous blackness,
Counting all the tears I've shed,
And wishing upon every star to guide my withered heart back...