The April Situation
by Shattered Realm· from Broken Ties...Spoken Lies
God give and always taketh away | But the solace and the doom remains | On my knees and alone i await the grave | Bleeding out my veins | No one knows the weight of sorrow | Bears down and breaks my clavicles | Too far from both the beginning and the end | The seasons change without me | Few things can compare to the wheather in april | And nothing is real | See the mirror and it reminds me | I hate myself and I always will | Misery needs no other company | Seasons change despair still remains