These drops of water fall from my face, I feel like the biggest loser of the race.
Even though I've come in first, this pain I feel could not be worse.
The darkness has yet to set me free, can't seem to walk away from my misery.
I identified it, stared at it's reflection, looked to the stars, to seek some direction.
Now, I don't know what to feel, for I don't know which feelings are real.
The independence that fills my dreams is not as freeing as it seems.
It leaves you lonely, lost and cold without someone near to hold.
I'm still searching for my missing piece, can't seem to find it, Its out of my reach.
If I could just get a little closer..... I see it there.... right in his holster....
The answers to the questions I seek are on the other side of this life that's a dream