As I'm Sitting in Mysteries As Dark Illusions Are Creeping, I'm Asking What To Do With My Life As This Rainy Day is Just Reaping, I'm Here Closing My Eyes As i picture Me on this Ride, The One That We Would Call Life But i Picture me on the Side;
What Side You Ask, Well That Cliff when I'm Feeling Down into My Feelings & Balanced On Top Of The Edge, Don't know just How To Respond As I'm Hanging by one Teeny Tiny Thread;
A Survivor is more The Role That i play but is it one that i can Keep, My Head is Spinning with All these Questions While i look On into A Volcano so Deep,
The Flames Beneath me have me pinned As i Look on into the Fiery Pit of Death.
The Ride That Got me To This Address is A Life Maybe not Worth The Soldier That Lives inside of me or Maybe it's the Fight Between Me, Myself & i,
All i know is everything i ever knew This Damn Hope that Got me Excited everything was A Lie!
It's Been A Long Day Without The Breath Of Fresh Light, if you Will Be there, i will see you Again Soon,
But This is My Fight.
