AloneI have lost all hope on finding you,so this ballad is all the truth.Sitting here wondering why things are,sitting here alone with the door ajar.I can't stand the silence that comes to roars,I sit here thinking am I truly yours.All to myself to sit and think,times where better when I was asleep.Gone to the void of disorder and impurities,I sit here to think what has gotten the best of me.Shall I roam on the streets calling your name,or should I put an end to it to stop my pain?At times my thoughts come through, of vengeance, rage and sometimes you.I do no want to suffer in this flesh,drinking this bottle but nothing
affection driveIf I recycledthe love littered at your feet hearts would starve no more.
Sta.sh
