Sitting in the dark
Moonbeams on my face
The arrow hit its mark
Feeling so alone; feel so out of place.
Desperately seeking answers but no one to ask
Life now seems to be an ill-burdened task .
Helplessly wearing my heart on my sleeve
Constantly praying that pain would soon leave.
Drops of Sadness falling from my eyes
Broken dreams covering the blackened skies.
Wanting to run so far ,far away
Wishing that Oblivion would greet that dawing day .
Moonbeams on my face
The arrow hit its mark
Feeling so alone; feel so out of place.
Desperately seeking answers but no one to ask
Life now seems to be an ill-burdened task .
Helplessly wearing my heart on my sleeve
Constantly praying that pain would soon leave.
Drops of Sadness falling from my eyes
Broken dreams covering the blackened skies.
Wanting to run so far ,far away
Wishing that Oblivion would greet that dawing day .