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The Ramblings Of A Madman Here I am on my own once again
reaching out in need of something
more than late night tv
the image in the mirror shows the scars
I don't regret
each one in it's right a story to be told
I can't continue to fight these demons alone
I hold fast to the remnants of my mind
as I'm losing to much of My soul with each battle
I wage
there we're to many promises I couldn't keep
to many nights I wake up from dreams fractured
into nightmares
My throat sore from the screams
I'm torn up inside but unable to cry
I find Myself wondering will I end as I once
began
sheltered an loved
or suffering a life I don't understand
twisted into a person I don't know
a wandering soul lost along the road
holding fast to remnants of my mind
feeling so withered and worn
lost
