These are the times I dream,
Dream that someone can save me.
These are the times it seems,
The whole world lives to forsake me.
These are the times I cry,
Because my heart is empty.
There are the times I lie,
Lie myself to sleep to avoid going crazy.
These are the times I laugh,
As my heart beats slower.
These are the times I lack,
Light as my world grows darker.
These are the times I stop listening,
Tired of hearing her screams.
These are the times I stop seeing,
The mirage of my dreams.
These are the times I stop speaking,
To hold my breath.
These are the times I start weeping,
As I wait for my death.
These are the times, I know.
I'm alone and gone.
