Something is tormenting me, within the confines of my mind.
Visualizing what could have been, seems to take up all my time.
Everything's spiraling out of control, and I can't seem to concentrate.
Notions of potentiality, or has my time gone? Is it too late?
This is what happens, when your life doesn't quite go to plan.
I'm sure I should be stronger, and more courageous than I am.
I desperately try to cling to something,that is no longer
there.
All I seem to be able to do, is sit in sombre silence and stare.
I stare into an empty space, and wonder where did it all go wrong?
And now I've lost all sense of love, and all sense of where I belong.