Sick
I gotta stop,
Thinking myself sick
Staring at your picture wondering
when my life will begin
I cant help it
I cant let go
I wanna live and die in your
shadow
If i hold my breath
Will this moment last?
I am pathetically living in the
past
Holding on a thread of an
illusion
I rather live in this delusion
I have come with the
conclusion
That life without you, is not
worth the space
Even though in your thoughts
Ive been erased
To you Im just a moment of
rash decision
A pathetic girl you took an
interest in
You don't know how much you
held
In your palm, i rose and fell
All alone now is my hell
Sitting in this lonely barren
room
I wrapped myself in my cocoon
Infatuated with my gloom
Diseased,with a broken heart
My soul is split apart
A missing hole in my being
Blackness surrounds my heart
that isn't beating
Finish me from my sadness
If you care at all you'll stop this
madness
Put me out of my despair
Shoot me if you dare
I guess ill keep on living
With this all consuming demon
With the constant gnawing at
my soul
With me dying in the darkness
Away from human eyes
If you deny me its no big
surprise
This is how it was meant to be
Living my with love as my
lethal disease
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