Mirror of Tears

...And there I was standing in line waiting for a chance to break free from these nasty little demons within screaming, but who can hear me, not I... Holding my hand through these dry deserts with the weight of this hate burning my voice. I use to know, everything about myself now I just now how everything soon fades away like a kiss in the wind, or an oceans wave on the beach, she was once there, now just a faint memory that I wish to drown, with all of my tears. Who is this man starring back at me in the mirror what is this feeling within my chest, why have I wish everything away ...now I realize the meaning of us or...at least I wish I do. Paper that crumbles only to my liking ink that stains only to my satisfaction fist that swing in fury clenched by the upper hand it swings for it's lovely destruction carrying this hell upon my shoulders I close my eyes to dream of the perfect dream only with you of course so again I close my eyes and smile once again.