Feel your strength crash under you, it's fallen through the cracks in life that have laid you bare
A week before you were bleeding out, a desperate shout, for help, for help, for help
Fear is long but an attitude, content in you, must you crave what you do not know
A swollen taste of adulthood, absorbed in you, no faith, no hope, no repair
Conceal your pride, in brave of face
Insides torn, numbed with hate
Pressure broke, your mind, your soul
Rest easy now, in your slumber