Theres a place far away.

Im on my limit, on the verge of selfdestruction, hoping to fade away.
The sweet embrace of death wriggles around me day and night, trying to grasp me.
I go on with my pathetic life, trying to survive to the next day, still hoping to fade away.
My feelings are out of order, and my mind is starting to collapse, theres no direction i could take,
not anymore. Im cursed to live on, till the day i finally sleep away. The sweet slumber is taunting me,
laughing at me, the one thats still alive. Im drowning on myself, and losing myself at the same time.
For once in my life, can't i be happy, satisfied? Why doesnt the sun warm me as it did for so long ago?
Im so cold, cold as the grave thats calls me, binds me to my fate. Tearing me apart, my feelings torwards
the kind of men. I need to get away, a fresh start somewhere far far away.

Shores of despair again...

I can feel it, my blood getting colder,
my veins freezing and stagnating my heart.
Finally gathered all the pieces i called my life.
I pulled the stake from my heart and pulled myself together,
i feel the pain, but still im numb.
My urge to kill grows stronger,
my hate piles up in exponental measures,
im ready to burst once again.
the shores of despair are calling me,
i thing im starting my pilgrimage once more.
This time ill build the walls a mile high.
Fortifying the walls with my blood, my soul.
This time none can hurt me, none can kill me again.
Sometimes i run in circles, looking for you,
depressing my self further on, and hoping for a new dawn.
Lying to myself is the best thing i can do now,
still knowing that the dawn never breaks...