Alone
Hand gets dealt, do I already fold?
Playing this game had gotten old
Wanting someone to hold
Trying to turn ashes to gold
No strength left to fight it
Pieces too broken, can't make them fit
Too much pain to ever forget
Wait for the next hit.
Into the darkness I go
No light left, but still see a shadow
Into the darkness I follow
No light left to show.
No time left to fight it
I'm too broken, can't ever forget
Nobody can help, I don't mean $#!@
Wait for the next hit...
As the smoke falls
Hearing their calls
Echoes off these walls
Words of love, all false.
Nevermind what you've been told
Just wanted someone to hold
Lies and malice are what they sold
I lay here, alone and cold.
Copyright © Onyx Perth | Year Posted 2025
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