This is .............

This is not me, all I used to be


And I throw all away I was holding tight inside

Burn all fears, pain, unhappy in the fire of midnight

This is my place to hide when I can’t fight

Here under blanket of dark sky with no stars no dreams

When I felt sick from thick layer of deception

This is my night without moon

Obscurity all over me turning my senses to shells

When I wanted to cry a thousand rivers and ride on highway

With all broken pieces inside bleeding, searching for my death on sideway

This is my time to find a way

From all the fights I used to give

This is my chance to say

How sick and tired I am

This is my place for my black soul

This is all me broken, deep in pain, close to death and cold.