Another lonely day of feeling uninspired, it`s a waste. Another bleeding heart of empty words and lies. It`s unsafe. I`m getting anxious everyday. Endure a blackened cloud of painful shifting tides: the kind you`re begging for. I`m never opened. Leave the crowd out - waiting time. Try to hold your head up straight. Backstabbing pains of misled friends and those you thought had much more to say. Gave back lost self-dignity by shutting out everything and then you get what you waited for and I no longer see. No longer waiting for. No longer dying here. Until it`s realized. Coffin closed.