"The Harsh Cold of a Tear"
written November 1997
The harsh cold of a tear
Streaking down my face
Cuts into my loneliness
Wipes away my smile without a trace
It comes with pain
Searing through my heart
Hurting my emotions
Tearing me apart
I see my life down the road
A image in my mind
I think of my future's darkness
And don't know what I'll find
Those who were there before
Have now let me down
I have no one to share my tears with
So in my own tears, I drown
My life has no purpose
It has no substance, no destiny
It is a wavering mirage
Fading away, slowly
I feel so useless
So under my worry
That my world has turned black
Engulfed by pure fury
There is no light I can see
That kept me going in the past
No thoughts of goals or hopes or dreams
It has burned out
What happened to the aspirations I had
The things my peers looked up at me for
Now they're gazing down upon me
In my black solitude
I am surrounded by sadness
No love, no hope
I feel like I'm going to break in half
Half of me yearns, the other half just follows
This darkness has poured over my life
I cannot see myself
Within this mask that I wear
Who would want to see me?
I am simply a page in a book
A page with nothing on it
Torn and tattered over years of abuse
And then the match is lit
And I am burning
Burning away
Until there is nothing but ashes
Where my soul used to be
