Lack of Life

Numbness, a quality I purge Just to acquire the truest hurt The weight of nothing to believe Is nothing beside this failing need This conflict summons up my past Again I will fade, and simply laugh This madness more a pointless game The more I insist upon my pain At least I feel my own end near At least I exist for hatred’s fear To wake up finding I’m unknown Finding this child will die alone Numbness again, I beg and pray To awake in the future, to a better day Where all I was could turn to light Shine in the pain of the darkest night But all I am is made of loss My will is reborn to repay the cost And back to numbness I will drift Repent then awake, and again to this