September 17, 2002

hopeless

i just can’t make it back to life
i’m stuck out in this storm
i head on back into my thoughts
to my safe and silent world

losing ever inch i’ve gained
this world is getting to me
surrounds me, make it stop
from getting in, or getting closer

protect my thoughts
who knows which way i’m turning
completely undone, out of control
ill be lost before you know it

every time i dance this race
i’m close to that sweet divine
and i’m sure that i seem broken
to all of those who can not see

so, to those who believe in angels
don't be surprised when i am gone
the dark angel sits in my corner
counting time as the evening falls

beyond my mind, still i know
i'll be his in the end
forever a shadow
i already feel dead

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