The drive is there but the
direction doesn''t exist.
I know I should care but it all dissapears in the mist.
Where have they all gone'' I don''t know.
Up a stream, or in the snow?
Oh I am so confused.
Why has life
left me feeling used?
Can someone, anyone answer me?
Emptiness has eaten away at me like plaque ridden
rats.
My
friends all seem to stab me in the back, or heart, or wherever they feel is best.
Friends with
anger and frustration and lust, creating life as a mystery.
Upon myself I can feel the plaque ridden rats knawing their way through me.
I feel coldness throughout my bones as I try and fight these rats.
There is too many to handle,
My friends just stand by and watch me fading into a
pool of
blood.
I am screaming at the top of my lungs,
Just waiting for someone to help me scare away this nightmare that has occured.
It''s now too late, I have faded and all that is left in my pressence is a pool surrounding in my blood.
I am now but a memory.
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