• Coldness in my very bones
    Have no other place to go
    Hellish nightmares, fearing thoughts
    Soul and body broken on rocks

    Fighting all that goes against
    Walking towards happiness
    Stopped and sunken too many times
    Lives like this one should be a crime

    Noting nothing on all sides
    Living things are only lies
    Escaping the past to no seen future
    Death will be welcome if not sooner