| Holding on ,no answers, No healing ,just an empty hole,beneath my chest , No hope ,of happiness ,just want to lay my heart to rest. A constant feeling ,that knots your stomach, A belief that all your dreams have imploded, A casket above ground , Trapped beneath the bottom , A zombie by heart ,by thought and by nature , You grasp at life’s misery ,it’s become a common ,a norm , Until it stops , My only fear a rebirth on this heartless rock . |