Sometimes it’s so hard to fucking breathe feels like my heart will stop beating no more
Looking into the mirror it’s not me I see I wish it was as I used to be
I feel so fucking lost that every moment I am fighting to regain the Real Me
I’m fighting to find my stride again where is the Real Me used to be
Just when I think I’m gaining traction, I met with fucking erosion
The peace that so many have I’m envious to see again instead of constantly met with uncertainty
Stuck in a state of Grey Eyes when will I see me again… be able to take a breath in without feeling a loose snuffing out piece by piece of the Real Me
My Life used to have meaning I could see… all that surrounded me now is all I see numbing shadows staring back at me.
Fearing death is not within me, I embrace it with open arms
Have the inability to stand on my own because my feet will not let me
Laying helpless well night stalker mocks me feeling the strength drain from me
My veins are heavy with lifting constant uncertainty will I be free to see the Real Me I don’t know when that will be.
Resurrect me back to Life from a cast of shadows that now reveals to me who I’m I… what I used to be now see a mask of Grey Eyes God help me, I feel so empty.
To fight what matters most to You.. means you need to walk through the gates of Hell and endured, The Storm that awaits you
They take and take, always wanting…more from you
The wager is all or nothing
What is up for the ultimate score is your soul
Will you live or die and fight what is worth fighting for
Will you rise to see you standing strong again
Be lost in the emptiness of smouldering all alone
Fight to bring me back to Life