Here I stand alone knocking at deaths door,

my twisted dreams and feelings I don't need 'em anymore.

Shining is the black night blinding me with its blaze

The past is just a distant dream a frightening, useless haze.

I feel closer to dying with ever step I get nearer to me,

Why can't they believe this all that I can be?

I think I might be crazy, I am told that all the time.

Discovering my destiny the perfect cliche lie.

Crying out for help right now is too much work for me,

Begging for one last breath of air takes too much energy.

I don't feel like living but I am too afraid to die.

I've given up with laughing its easier to cry.

I had to cede the inch of life the vultures left for me,

If I wait til morning, I'll disappear completely.

Gone am I forever from this day just fantasy.

I know I am going to miss this place, no one wil miss me.