A mind full of chaos, a soul overwrought.
My life is a book they can't even read,
'Cause I'm bleeding on every page that I plead.
I'm the definition of wreck if you look in my soul,
A shattered reflection I no longer control.
The weight of the past drags each step I take,
Even in dreams, I can't seem to wake.
No peace in the silence, no light in the gloom,
Each breath I take feels borrowed and strained.
Just echoes of screams in a hollowed-out room.
What's faith? When hope has left you.