I found no love and sure as hell no place to call a home
how did I end up here?
things used to be water clear, and now I'm drowning
near falling into my own damn tears
maybe it's why I cry over the dumbest things
'cause I don't have the guts to say what's really hurting
everywhere I turn is just a fucking black hole
and if there's one thing I need it's a way to move on
it's got to the point where I don't wanna wake up
but these dreams are just pools of my own blood
the misery is never ending and there is seemingly no way out
and my screams are foreign to everyone around
no one could understand unless they've lived my life
words aren't enough to express the look I gave that knife
but I swear I won't do it because deep down I know there's something more
how else could others live through this horror?