Can you still feel its pain?
That feeling, when you have nothing left,
Oh, how sweet the sound of the mourning rain.
Worthlessness, it burns in my mind,
Those foul words run deep,
When you can't please the world,
When you're dreams are all asleep.
Asleep or in a coma?
Will they ever wake up again?
Are they dead beyond revival?
Or have your hopes been slain?
Is there any use in trying anymore?
When you know you are going to fail?
I no longer have the strength,
All i can do, is tell my tale.
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