Oubliette
I'm in a hole with only a shovel,
To dig myself deeper still –
No rope, no rescue...
I've lost my very will
It's the pit of despair –
The fear of going nowhere...
I'm losing my way, my faith,
Living in sin...
Looking for that last bit of strength,
To come from deep within
Second chances are often too late,
Though I'm sure mine will never come...
It doesn't really matter though,
Because I never even got one
Everyone always gets in front of me in line –
They've all had their turn...
But I never got mine
So I'll keep on digging;
Fueled by such hopelessness —
As the world fades away...
I'm lost without a purpose.
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