my existance seems so pointless, so hopeless and lonely
I know them not to be truths, no matter what they've told me
honesty must be too difficult, for your every word is laced with lies
my mind strewn with heartache, tears and my sorrowful cries
Each sentence that falls from your tongue is manipulating
every day I silently sit, painfully waiting
to trust again, to feel secure, to feel comforted and understood,
these things everyone needs, only few have, but everyone should
why does it seem that my heart has built an impenatrable wall
and my mind climbs painfully to the top, only to fall
back to the isolation below, the despair that traps my very soul
the seeping sadness that has overtaken my life and taken a toll
on my sanity and everything that makes me who you once knew
I am no longer happy in life, little things or anything I do
my mind is occupied continuously, reliving my past
thinking of times when you lied, hurt and put me last
the people in my life don't truly love me or care
it's simply more convienient for me to be there
things have to change or I cannot survive
In the dark my soul cannot possibly thrive
When I was young I thought I was meant for so much more
how can I doubt my self worth, my being, my very core?
Living this way has made me question myself
not care about consequences, the future or my health
I'm dying a little more with every breath I take
soon I'll be gone, when there is no more desire to wake
my heart withered and broken, my body a torturous cell
someday I'll be free, and in the wind is where I'll dwell,
no more pain, no more lies, no more solotude, no more sorrow
just the pleasuring thought that, at last, I won't wake up tomorrow

It's a long climb that I'm not sure I can make
with razor-sharp edges that I helped to create
this anger that lives deep in my sub-conscience
pushing me farther down as I try to get out of this
my persistent sadness is like a never ending thunderstorm
soaking this ragged cliff and making my fingers unable to perform
each clap of thunder is changed into laughter
not mine but of those who got up faster
mocking my incapable hands as I slide farther within
blood now cascading down the walls as I slowly give in
I close my eyes and leave it up to fate
release my tortured mind let go of what I hate
falling a million miles an hour I'm finally at peace
the wind wrapping my abused body in the softest of fleece
I will fall until the end of time
inside my troubled, troubled mind

She couldn't have known that day she'd die,
by the abusive hand of a wondering eye,
She fell down the stairs, ran into the door,
All lies, we all know he strikes her and calls her whore,
Why she covered for him I'll never understand,
And stayed while he cheated and let him ruin her plan,
She wanted to be famous, a legend in her own time,
But he wanted a slave, a servant in her prime,
Girl what were you thinking? Not running like hell?
Forgetting about him, he's only a memory and a story to tell,
A story of strength and the power to leave,
And not to accept a man who beats and deceives,
But that's not what went down that fateful night,
When the crowbar went beyond the usual fight,
And now she's not famous, not a legend, not breathing,
not a mother, just broken all over and bleeding,
If she would've only listened to advice it wouldn't have been this way,
If she would've ran the first time he hit her, that very day,
Her grieving spirit would not sit, weeping at her grave,
Dwelling on how easily her innocent life could have been saved

as the salty tears run from my eyes
I feel so alone and i don't know why
I know people love me and will always be there
but though I'm told they do, I'm not sure they care
I'm hurting so badly, just dying inside
I seem to be falling a victim of my very own mind
I walk backwards in life, reliving my past
I feel I'm aboard a ship that's sinking fast
one moment I'm as happy as I can possibly get
then I remember what I wish I could just forget
memories so terrible I hate them being recalled
but they pop in from nowhere and leave me appalled
horrific scenes acted out in my head
pictures of violence my mind cant shed
I torture myself for no reason at all
just when i start to climb back up I suddenly fall
into the abyss of memories within my brain
studded with heartache and splattered with pain
the old saying goes forgive but don't forget
that saying I live by and often regret

Do you hear it? Mother Earth is crying
A river of polluted tears flows as something else is dying
Our species has raped her and think she'll be fine
And when she dies and subsequently so does mankind
there'll be nothing of our history and the achievements we've made
we'll be known only for destruction and the roles we played
in the annhilation of every living cell,

from Africa to Europe and even the very homes we dwell,

what will we do if distant generations suffer?

because of how we lived and because of our careless blunders

I don't know about you, but I like the trees green,

I like the fresh air, and I like water that's clean,

Teach by example, take care of whats ours today,
because this is where your great-grandchildren will one day play
Stop her tears and respect her like you should
So things don't turn out as tragic as they could