Life holds no meaning,
life holds no desire.
For me its losted,
deep in my soul I weep.
Holding on to nothing,
but losing everything.
What has become of me?
Can I really live like this?
Am I destined to walk alone?
These are many questions,
left unanswered,
and I know no none of them.
I walk through this life,
unaware of my fate,
yet it is right in my grasp.
But I can't reach out and touch it.
I've losted all desire to live,
I can no longer live with myself.
For I'm blind,
blind to love and loneliness.
Of which I have neither.
Slowly mourning,
but mourning why?
Is it for me?
Or for lasted love?
which I do not posses.
I feel deaths choke hold on me,
but I can't break free.
Is there not someone to save me?
Or am I alone?
Everything is dead,
and I'm yet one of these things.
My hearts as black as that of which a rose.
No desire,
no will,
What will become of me?
I have no reason to go on,
for you, me or anybody.
Leaving behind a world of misery,
that causes me more pain,
then anyone will ever know.
So goodbye world,
and everything I've known.
