All I see is misery,
All I hear is screaming,
All I fell is pain,
Not for long...
Walking alone through the forest of my tears,
Surrounded by my pain, my hatred and my fears,
Hidden by the darkness flowing from my soul,
Running now I've lost control.
Looking around at what my life has come to,
The hatred and torture I've succumb to,
I cannot see anything but my own life,
The suffering and misery reflected in the blade of the knife.
The trees are dead and the animals lie still,
For tonight my blood shall spill,
Cold steel against cold dying skin,
And then the world begins to spin.
I stumble now through the night,
And the forest starts to to fade from sight,
The pain and fear drifts away,
The color fades to gray,
Grasping the air as if to be awoken from the nightmare,
But then I realize that no one is there,
And as I stop my desperate plea,
I notice that I have finally been set free.
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