Life is darkend by desire, sick of pain and sick of liars...
Hearts are ruined due to distance, fighting for a lost existance...
Smiles stageed for photographs, yet in reality there are no laughs...
Souls are scorn by discontentment, these little things can breed resentment...
To touch your heart my heart requested, yet I feel like I over invested...
Scars are born through tasks and trials, yet this love runs for miles and miles...
Truth be told I have a secret, but if I tell you will you keep it?
Things are changing and I'm getting weaker, maybe life is to hard for the seeker...
Seeking love and seeking peace, I'm waiting for the great release...