I do want to CARE,
In this lonely little heart, the spaces rots to DUST
As I cry, on the verge of insanity;
My PASSIONS go down-
My pathetic existence, so shivered to the bones, chilled!
In this sad town, I walk alone.
On the moonlit night, I speak to the wind;
Of my PAIN!
Wishing it will carry on the message,
To WHOM it CONCERNS.
Oh FUTILE attempts to MEND myself, why I don’t get the SAVING HOPE?
TIRED and WEARY, I stand ALONE;
In the pits of HELL-
For a SOOTHING TOUCH!
Shredding TEARS of BLOOD, crying deep down;
A mistaken BLACKENED SOUL!
PERISHING- as there is no hope left, I scream at AGONY- AAAAAAAH!
For what I was BORN, then?
The LIGHTS are so DIM that they INCREASE the DARKNESS, DEMONS LURK there for me;
And as I look…..urgh, feeling the unbearable TRAUMA;
Oh how nice it is,I'M LOVING IT!
Yet something is AMISS, for the Sake of what should I live?
Oh, I do want to CARE!
Someone as lost as me, I am like a REFUGEE,
Who has found shelter after so long ENDEAVOR
But alas I am too weak to go forth and KNOCK!
Wish all my hesitations would go away;
Wish HELL’s gate would open and let me walk in
And I will walk down-
Cause in HELL it would be HEAVEN for me-
If I just can ENTER,
My long sought SHELTER,
My only REFUGE,
My only hope of SALVATION!
But this HEART is too BITTER for the GAMBLE, wants the SECURITY that’s so far off
It ain’t gonna happen!
Why is it me?
I ask, shouting like a MANIAC;
But there’s NONE to reply.
So I cry, oh how I need, how badly I need-
Oh why don’t you UNDERSTAND?
That I need a SOOTHING TOUCH!