Forgiven, forsaken, what loss have we for-taken.
I cannot find someone who is place I know.
Living and breathing, what am I receiving.
Something is, not right here.
I feel that loneliness sinking.
Screaming from where I am sleeping.
Lying in darkness.
I am not sure I will survive.
So I will pray, for my life.
Sighing and lying to myself.
Making my sadness,
indeed I am forsaking.
Love hiding, love dying.
skillfully siding, with horrors and demons.
Killing and thrilling the makes I am proceeding.
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