have you ever felt alone when your boys were around?
have your ears heard a noise in the absence of sound?
these are the consequences of a heart losing the soul
leaving my mind smoked, while I'm stirring the bowl
there comes a certain point in life when reality turns real
when you quit learning to deal and actually learn to feel
the burns are real, but the source will never show
you search for ages, but she's never where the endeavor goes
ripped your heart out, now your another walking dead
all are there to help you, you'd rather be mocked instead
dying I am inside, that theif will never return
to bring back my life, I've been tryin so hard to earn
scarred and burned, was it worth it in the end?
the end will not be seen, until I make amend.