Turn the page on another lonely chapter,
The train moves on yet I look past her,
Stare into the darkness I know so well,
Drawn to it's depths to which I fell,
I laugh and smile in a lunatic fashion,
For I must be mad to keep on laughing,
Disturbed I suppose wrought in frail clothes,
The shell slowly cracks as the light only grows,
Emanating within this fire bursts with sin,
Surrounded by youth in pursuit of education,
Where do I belong this is no longer my song,
I wrath and wicked to quell this hatred,
Time ill spent so lost I cannot repent,
I wander alone down this dark dismal road,
Searching for solace as this soul erode,
Cling to the hope of a bright happy future,
Cynical nature always pulls at the suture,
Yet I always repair this worn out bandage,
Nurture the wisdom that my doubts are outlandish,
My eyes remain fixed on that golden horizon,
The wind at my back I will keep on climbing,
The mountain is steep yet I can see the top clearly,
Images of oceans that no longer breathe salty,
My destiny is mine and I will make it known,
My name is not Death and it is my Life that I own.
