I now wake every morning to a wall of silence,
everyone that I love behind it,
deaf to my calls, killing me inside.
I see no way to ease this pain alone.

Life is cruel, when your heart is wounded.
Insult is added to injury, as my side of
the wall is a cold, dark place.
Ther is still feeling here, only it is devoid of sound.
I feel helpless, waiting, wondering,
is this the eternity I should face?

They all sit across that cold wall, comfortable,
still deaf to anything I shout.
I wonder, have I been forgotten, do I still live
in the hearts of the ones I love?

And now I feel that I am standing
with no way back.
Emptiness the climax of my days,
now alone I am like a dying ember.

When I'm in this state of mind,
I wish my heart would die,
And now lonliness becomes more than
a simple pain to me.
I dream of everything that could have been,
even though I am behind this wall.
The only reason my mind keeps functioning at all.

These darkened days and restless nights
come to pass like never ending years.
And what is left of me to keep me standing
up against this pain buried deep inside me?

All that's left are my memories.
feelings of truly happy days.
And yet my heart still holds on
but no one's there to help my heart.
It will just die, and fade away with me

No one awaits me here, with nothing comforting in sight.
This body is now an empty shell.
There is no one to hold my hand through this,
but in this world, I needed you.
I had your back, you had my heart.
And now you sit across that terrible wall,
in your deafening security.

I feel the power of my grief,
I now wish for any heart-numbing relief,
then my heart could finally know rest,
my pain that I can't hide would die, as I
slowly fade away.

If strength is really born from heartbreak,
then why can't I destroy this wall?
Depression is my only feeling now.
Will this deafening torture never end?
I keep crying in my dreams,
and can't even hear my own screams.

I look to this bleeding hole in my heart,
It drains me, I get weak.
Soon I'll call it all a day,
but do I still have the strength to?

I know now what you call guilt.
And now, my sorrow will destroy my world, I fear.

I see, further away from this wall, night falling,
it's placid dark all comsuming. And now I look,
surrounded by night, for a way around that wall.
I will continue to look, even though the picture's fading
until this world comes crashing down to
extinguish this dying ember.

This wall of silence blocking me,
my heart now bleeding undirected devotion.
When will I leave this place?
All I want is another chance across that damned wall,
a chance to own the day, take it by the throat,
reap the days harvest, like I never did before.