Shattered and practically dead,
Am I still living?
Is my life my worth the mend?
Barely lynching on to the second,
Ragged to shards that throb in me.
Everlasting disgrace and blame.
Heart pouring out with dreams
That once shone through my eyes.
Misery and darkness is what I have to overcome,
But I can't let go of the past.
Sidewalk, feet taking this trip alone,
Slipping away down under.
Losing my way of where I'm supposed to be,
Crying, I'm so weak.
Faking a smile to make you happy,
But you know that the oil's running low.
Am I who or me I used to be?
I am afraid to let go of you.
