Slow Days Falling, One By One

It Is An Endless Cycle

All Things Around Me Are Holding Their Breath

It Is Speechless, I Wonder

I Build Up Walls Of Thoughts To Keep This Pain Out

It Is So Hard To Imagine You Are Somewhere Else



You Could Help Me Out

You Could Tell Me How



Like A Tightrope Walker, A Silent Talker

I Stop Believing Everything Will Be Alright

A Silent Scream Is Crawling To Get Out

Feeding On The Anger

Feeding On The Pain

It Is Trapped Within

It Is The State I Am In



You Could Help Me Out

You Could Tell Me How

You Could Be My Guide

You Could Make Me See

You Could Help Me Out

You Could Tell Me How