i drag my hands through the soil in hopes to find my solace an answer to this empty shell i rub my fingers across my face to remind me of myself a reminder i can t bare to recognise that once was there is now gone i resemble emptiness a perfect picture of denial what s happening to me i m staring into this void of existence fading into an empty space an empty space made just for me i m so sick and tired of this disease when will this emptiness be erased i have lost my lust for living no hope no serenity life has lost its meaning i ve forgotten what it means to be alive no one should ever have to face this no one should ever have to feel this i can t help but feel so hopeless as i shed a poison tear i can only question where was my chance to bloom as i shed a poison tear i can only question where was my chance to bloom it was never there it was never fucking there i m so sick and tired of this disease when will this emptiness be erased i have lost my lust for living i m so sick and tired of this disease when will this nightmare be done with me i have lost my lust for living