• fletch 5w

    A hollow spirit trapt inside a shackled mind.

    I've searched and I've longed but my spiritual realm I cannot find.

    Kicking myself to sleep, all my dreams turn out the same.

    It's just nightmares unfolding inside lifes wicked game.

    Show me when forever finally dies.

    Where tomorrow lives in truth and promises aren't bound by lies.

    A product of my anger, I'm a bullet in a loaded gun.

    I could kill for a smile or cry for some fun.

    Cutting to the cord, I'm a threat to my own survival.

    Hell itself fears my awakening arrival.

    Bound by sin and darkness, my love nor light no longer provide.

    So I feed off the pain to satisfy an ending inside.
    ©fletch