I want to say I'm sorry for things I haven't done yet. Though I'm bleak And tomorrow is distant, I'll never Leave from this silence. Soft tears Are my only comfort. I need to Find myself. Through nightmares Of the mind. A psychotic urge of mental Progression before all the years have Gone and all the halls darkened. I have passed the time, when the mourners Mourn. The dead end bleakness of Adulthood was a tale of two. wasting away in a lonely mind, The words of a silenced man speak To the past. The tears of a silent rain. Sad natures sadness. Mistakes that take Us apart, I have left this life before. Changes that were never meant to be. You will never be alone, not within my Memory. Run away, but I will remain I want to be alone.