I've walked the extra mile wearing my suicide smile, the scenery has never changed.
Heartbeats of denial, dust in a kaleidoscope pile, I strangled what in me is stranged.
I'm blistered by my broken soulless speech unspoken, this tongue bleeds from the bit.
Far from the then and gone from remember when, my anger is not worth the fight.
Losing a battle that is already lost...
Just waiting for the last breath I take...
Moments of undying love comes at a cost, my savior, yet still, my biggest mistake.
Depressing and second guessing, I really can't take it anymore.
Pressing every ounce of blessing, what am I praying for?
I've crawled the murky mile bearing a suicide smile, holding the pain of life I keep.
Stained pressed style in shadowed vial, what will the grim reaper reap?
...nothing by the weakness I keep
.....forever counting sleepless sheep...
