I feel nothing

Sickening vapor of wounded words hangs in the air

Stumbling through pitiful thoughts

I feel nothing but the crushing grasp of distance between us

Stumbling through pitiful thoughts, I feel nothing

Concluding every venture, I find myself back at the start

Always waiting there, my cursed hollow heart

On the cusp of crashing

Labyrinthine whispers set in motion

Silence the suffering

I feel nothing

Sickening vapor of wounded words hangs in the air

Stumbling through pitiful thoughts

I feel nothing but the crushing grasp of distance between us

Stumbling through pitiful thoughts, I feel nothing

Your wretched being

Clawing at the walls

Processing the shame with burdened breathing

Unseeing, broken, smeared on a starless night

Carrying a cursed, hollow heart

No lights to guide us home

As the skies came crashing down

No lights to guide us home

Whispered hope fades to

Nothing

Sickening vapor of wounded words hangs in the air

Stumbling through pitiful thoughts

I feel nothing but the crushing grasp of distance between us

Stumbling through pitiful thoughts, I feel nothing

Smothering the ghosts of decency

Breathe in the night

Bring the pain inside

Breathe in the night

Smothered ghost of respite