Tears falling down my face,
and I feel like a disgrace.

It is dark, cold and lonely.

Feeling the monster inside me,
its killing me, and I am powerless.

The dream that never was.

This killer taking my soul,
my faith in love, I want it back.

Screaming but not heard.

I hate having you near,
and not be able to say the words.

A bottle stronger than me.

Now, in the corner I only guess,
at what all is been said.

Will I be missed.

I am not afraid of dying,
I am afraid of living.

Screaming, screaming...

Does anyone hear.