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Without Me

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*Without Me*


The world is ending,
And I'm along for the ride.
The world is ending,
Breaking apart with my pride.

My world is falling,
Into an ever growing crevice.
My world is falling,
By mechanisms of my own device.

The sound ever present,
Ringing in my head.
The sound ever present,
Keeping me out of bed.

Waker of the night,
Keeping me from sleep.
Waker of the night,
Who I question so deep.

Drifting, ever drifting,
In a world chained down.
Drifting, ever drifting,
Always trying to avoid the crown.

The crowd ever growing,
Within my own home.
The crowd ever growing,
The loner unknown.

The brighter the lights,
The worse I felt.
The brighter the lights,
The more that could not be delt.

All alone within my mind,
Twice as many in my head.
All alone within my mind,
All just waiting to be fed.

The sleep consumes,
But does not truly eat.
The sleep consumes,
Yet fights only those who lie in defeat.

It destroys and it destructs,
The many enemies that came before.
It destroys and it destructs,
And pushes me through the dimensional door.

All alone again on my own,
The headache threatening to grow.
All alone again on my own,
Where no one could possibly know.

Always giving,
Of my own make.
Always giving,
Its time for me to take.

No love lost,
Between family and friends.
No love lost,
Though love was all we had.

A plane of confusion,
Battering the shore.
A plane of confusion,
Refusing to tell me more.

The future with holds all it knows,
As I'm searching for the cure.
The future with holds all it knows,
While I'm dying because their unsure.

Decisions made for me,
Definitely not my own.
Decisions made for me,
Taking me away from everything I've ever known.

The world, broken apart, dies with me,
In never ending pain.
The world, broken apart, dies with me,
Suffering from words unexplained.

New life breathes anew,
Far from where I'll ever be.
New life breathes anew,
Never for me to see.

I am of the past,
The future holds its own.
I am of the past,
And so I must go, as many have previously shown.

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye again,
So sad not to have been.
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye again,
The true me, never to be seen.
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