Something more.

All these dark dreams and I don’t even know what they mean
I can’t help but walk through such troubling scenes  
Scenes of such violence and ignorant prejudging
Timid naked steps on open frozen ground
Winter’s cold brutal touch is evident in this new found mystery
No tears will be wasted on this venomous tragedy  
But it’s not the hate or pathetic fallacy
That draws me continuously to this deed…
You see there’s something deep within me
A deep aching hunger to be complete
I’ve tried all the cures and remedies
Yet burning asunder it never leaves
But don’t tell them, because they just won’t understand
It’s not me but a symbol of my greed
A want for something more
For twisted hopeless misery.