and the emptiness waits for me like an expecting parent but i just am i'm lingering but i'm so gone like the end of a bottle it felt good while lasted and made the lonelies go away but then when your done your left with the edge of reality dont you think that maybe you could let me be free i want to escape me and you and this life hates me but i cradle it in my shredded arms hoping it will learn to adore me but it never will and i'm leaking it's hope i dont feel feel what is this? feeling gone i'd like to die tragically so someone can find me bleeding... lord no ones found me bleeding