That heavy feeling...
As if your chest becomes a vacuum...

I'm still searching,
Beyond those quiet moments...

Through time,
My heart became a prison...

Through time,
My heart became a prison...

Depression is quiet.
It enters in, through the night...

She drinks.
Justifying all the mistakes of her yesteryears...

Sometimes,
The only comfort...

How,
Can ten delicate fingers...

With each day that passes,
I wear this heavy coat of pain...

 
"....And if I were to ask you, to name all of the...

Even if the heavens,
Where to replace all of the falling stars...

How can I grow from a wounded past,
To better myself in this reality...