Is this what it is to go mad?
To perish in the torment
Of memories and hope
Tell me where to find peace
Where words are no longer strange

Is this what it is to languish
With a head filled with ghosts
The lies and promises
A heart that was murdered
Twisting with terror in the day

The wrath visited upon me
Tell me, how much should I bear?
How many moments shall it be?
Years, a lifetime?
Of this suffering and decay