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Haunted


Have always wondered how people take their life's Life is precious Do not waste it Then it happened The pain drives me crazy And no one can imagine Cause this pain ain't physical Slowly I lose myself I become a shadow of my former self Am stucked...... Stucked in darkness I try reaching out for light But I get pulled back Each time I try am back to where I started Am wallowing in despair Its a nightmare I can feel him Staring at me I can't stop him Am hopeless I try shouting for help Nobody.......nobody came I keep on repeating it I start counting It just never stop Am in 3056 and still Nobody...... I can't help myself Why ain't I strong I lose myself My vision going black I want it to stop But all wishes don't come true right? I laugh at myself Damn......am a failure
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