Dark

There are images in my brain.
And no one can take them away.
They leave me scattered and broken all around,
My soul is bound.

This land I must walk alone.
Never will I have or find a home.
I am dead inside...
I cannot survive...
Anymore...

I can hear their cries.
I can sense their pain.
It kills me.
It kills me a little more.

I can see the fear.
It lingers in the air.
I am deathly afraid of everything.
It is killing me.
It is killing me.

I cannot hold on,
To the pain inside.
I cannot hold on,
To this life any longer.

I can hear my cries.
I can sense my pain.
It kills me.
It kills me a little more.

This land I must walk alone.
Never will I have or find a home.
I am dead inside,
I cannot survive...
Anymore...