I walk through this hall empty and alone nothing but my shade,
yes that one it brought me all this pain,
I wish it would end but it follows dragging me down into my misery ,
How can I change how do I survive so I form a shell hard as stone an unbreakable ice,
As I sit here and wonder what’s missing in my life it sound’s kind of bad that I think this out loud but at least my feelings are safe and sound,
I have no idea why but something is missing I feel it in my stomach a sharp painful twisting,
Why does it hurt I have this shell its like something burning inside lost but not found,
Is it love or the flu this pain it tortures me I have not a clue,
I ask myself why live with this pain when all I want is for it to go away
So I cry to myself each and every way.

A pleasent breeze the sight of summer,
The whistling leaves an encroaching slumber,
How far has the tide come?
Can you hear the sound’s.
The bird’s and the crow’s flock away,
Also enjoying these sunny rays,
Crickets in the background a soothing sound,
Echoing deeply from the somber ground.
We lost the light its darker now,
The silence becon’s snuffing out the sound,
little beams of light rising from the ground,
Cold winds breed on a day like today,
The dreams about the past last each and every day