• These endless goodbye's,
    The never ending lies,
    What can I be,
    If you're not beside me,
    For you are my voice,
    My wisdom,
    My pride,
    If it's what I assume,
    Then I like living a lie.
    All of the ties,
    Have long been severed.
    Please just say the inevitable,
    Let me cry all of the memories away.
    What is laughter to crying if there is only room for Fighting?
    The only way to heal,
    Is to limp the road of recovery.
    So please release me from your grasp,
    For I am already in the shadows.