Soon all that will be left is pain,
In the end only fear will reign,
The shard of glass will stain,
The skies of cloudless rain.
The scars that bleed from the inside,
The pain that closed eyes can’t hide,
These demons, on your soul they ride,
That fragment of hope that died.
The desperation will make you blind,
Only hatred’s cold fingers will bind,
Midst of it all, you try to find,
Your sanity, your piece of mind.
Onto life’s frail body you cling,
For mirthless existence you sing,
Staring at the world through despair’s ring
Relief that only death can bring