"Hold On"
Into the depths of madness I crawl
lost and unaccounted for
I've drunk from the Devil's cup
I've opened Death's door.
Deep within my solitude
I take my last breath
as I cross the threshold of darkness
and leave behind the rest.
No more sorrows.
...No more pain.
......No more hurt.
.........No more shame.
.........No more laughter.
......No more love.
...No more kisses.
No more hugs.
There's nothing after this
only empty space void of time
once you make the choice
once you cross the line.
From dust to dust,
from ash to grime,
clinging on to
our once pathetic lives.
© 2011 Beautiful Garbage