How long have I been longing?
to be free, and not broken
in this ocean, of hollowness
I dont want to, be forgotten
I drift around, killing time
to fill the void that I got inside
I seek to survive, not to die
for a proper way to become alive
I drift around, wasting my time
counting the hours I have left inside
I seek to survive, and not to die
for a proper way to become alive
All the broken pages
That I left behind
Are the bloody stains
of my hollowed past
Repressed memories
it's all that remains
of the splintered fragments
that I call my life
Sacrificial lambs
laid upon my path
now are broken worlds
killed by senseless wrath