Texty: End Of The Rope. Shades Of Loss. Not Forgotten.

A thousand thoughts now cross through my mind and clear the weds left in hindsight an endless right with no resolve it haunts the burns and chills that calm the curiosity forever kills to bide the time in this labyrinth the make the sleep forever hold me it spells the fears of this travesty you try so hard to break me down i cannot vreathe i can't find the ground i watched all the colors blur today the blues and the reds all look the same the worst place to start to learn i dilute all your words i quiver while i wait to hear you speak the next thing you say could change everything a smile torn from the left behind it's a shame there's no rewind if i am hated at least i am not forgotten