Silent tears and bleeding souls

[godotishere]

Let me be alone for you
I said that once when I was alive
But now I don’t even know what to do
But call out for the night

To take my reality from me
And bury me behind a dream
And hide how I’m drowning in a lonely sea
Named brokenness and tragedy

Dreams are made in silent tears
And bleeding souls that don’t know where they are
Trying to forget the painful years
And forgive all those who made them cry

But I called out for a stronger hand
That wouldn’t crack when I held it so
A castle made not just of sand
That would be more stable for my soul

But it’s twisted and lost yet again
How much longer must I wait to get away?
I’m just so tired of having to pretend
That my eyes aren’t bloodshot from pain

Dreams are made with silent tears
And bleeding souls that don’t know why they are
Trying to forget the painful years
And erase all those who made them cry

This is so sick and disturbing, isn’t it?
It wasn’t what you wanted to hear this time
I’m stuck in a pit of rotting shit
That’s taking control of me again

Dying would be easier, oh well
I wouldn’t have to answer pointless questions
About my depression and my fragile shell
Oh god, it’s too late, I think, to save this

Dreams are made of silent tears
And bleeding souls that don’t know what they are
Trying to forget the empty years
And forget all those who made them cry