Lonely Nights Is How My Life Is Being Spent Many times late at night I stare out the window When u hear nothing but the sigh of the darkness And something bright in the sky starts to dwindle Everything grows silent even a dogs bark My sad eyes turn into a lake of reflections My hopes die like my fake smile that I dress Then my eyes pour tears of depression To a sudden halt will come my disturbed rest I seem to dream those memories of brutal pain They should build a smile, but instead rip my veins Insane some will call it, for me it is all that remains Maybe the reason why these evil thoughts I retain His laughter would once heal my injured heart Like stitches it held my love and covered the hate But it's been a great disaster since they tore us apart Why did they take me off life support while I was still awake From my arms they took him without even asking Marking my soul and destroying the bond that was built Now not even a memory, only a stranger I am to him Leaving me gasping for air, as my world came to a stand still When I see Women with their Men, it fills me up with rage Trapped in a cage like a beast is how my life is being spent No feast only hunger, a battle for life and death will be waged Crying these lonely nights is how my life is being spent.