A broken heart, a bruised soul.
Picking the pieces to make a whole.
Nights filled with scary dreams.
They send me into astral realms.
All that I see is that I can’t see.
I am not tied nor I am free.
Something there is pulling me down.
And this very instant I drown.
I try to walk but my feet feel heavy.
Struggling my way through the road that’s privy.
I still hope I find my way to light.
I still hope I soon will make it all right.