Lost. It's been a long time. For this moment to come. Lost. It's been a long line. Where I've been waiting too long. Where I've been waiting too long.
Here I am, the prodigal son. The self proclaimed deprived. Spending hours of fighting the peace. When I should lay it on the line. It makes it hard, I won't fall asleep.
From the darkest river. Comes the darkest heart. Never to be one with all I know. So bitter to the core. Won't you fix your grudging soul. Forgiving, yet unable to see what you have done.
Choking on nothing. Hands turning cold. The deeper the mind goes. The deeper the hole. . I'm reaching a point where. No one else goes. My fate seems to be split in half.