Skyscrapers – are crumbling – mountains move in my path
The streets lights – are twisting – pulling me to the earth
My veins are anchored in this city – I am defeated by this lack of conviction

I am crushed – by 800 miles – eyes widened in self loathing
When the fucking dirt proves stronger
Than the most pure emotion that I've ever fucking had
So what is left in life – but my destruction?
Why do my lungs still gasp – when I no longer breathe for you?
Where is the truth in my existence – when I have been cut off from
Your tender fingertips – all that I've known falls down around me
Every twisting tree and dead end street reminding me of you
Taking me back
A year
My life crawls on without you – amongst the endless snowing sheets
Disheartening moments of salvation come to me only when I am asleep
I no longer stomach the denial – hiding the weakness of my being.
The day to day has been a slow blur since you left
Only (your) forgiveness sets me free
Free
The bridges – collapsing – hillsides are growing fast
The pavement – is shifting – quicksand controls my will
I question life and it's true meaning
I am defeated by this feebleness of will
Frenzied thoughts arrest my mind
As I descend towards my eminent destruction
The only thing I can rely on – when I lie even to myself
Skyscrapers – are crumbling – mountains are closing in my path
The streets lights – are twisting – pulling me to the earth
My veins are anchored in this city
I am defeated by this lack of conviction
Am I already dead? I proceed hollow – unloved
I am our burnt out memory – self muutilation is my mainstay
Tear me away – from the pictures of your face
Pry my eyes from your written word
Tear me away – from the bondage of regret
Convince me that I am alive
This is the end – the end of everything
All I held dear – has slipped from my grasp
This is the end – the end of everything
All whom I've loved – are fucking memories
This is the end – the end of everything
As I am ripe – for this demise
This is the end – this is the end of everything
I kneel – godless and beaten
I long for moments when my eyes aren't blinded by emptiness.