My heart beats but there is no life.
I smile yet the fire is gone…
I reach out a hand and get stabbed with a knife.
My chest tightens yet still I carry on…
I ask for help, someone to catch me as I fall.
I close my eyes, and take a deep breath…
I think I’m in a meadow and there are only walls.
My body drags through the dirt, my mind ready for death…
Few understand the pain they cause.
And if they do, it’s easier to turn their back…
I try to do right and life keeps digging in her claws.
Life is unkind and every disappointment leaves its cracks…
All I feel is sorrow,
Oh how I wish for tomorrow…
To the Moon 