I feel lost, Lost in this damned world. Is this my mind playing games with me? Or is my existence really absurd? I find myself, Walking by these streets of lie(s) It's always dark out here Crowded, but still not a single soul to hear me cry
I can't see, nor can I hear The lies of reassurance is what I fear I can't see, I've lost every hope to live The last flashes before my death Seems like the only way to relive.
Yes I am lost in this damned world, But i don't see myself trying even a bit to get out The depth of darkness, Makes me see no light I've forgotten the warmth of any sunshine Sometimes, I do try to scream And cry out loud But the silence, It never fails to leave me alone, It never fails to remind me, That I'm alone.
And, I find myself, Living in this curse, Unable to emphasize my pain Through any poem or a verse.