Buried Alive

These are the words of a man who's broken,
Speaking of change but the change is unspoken
I wake alone each morning to an empty home
The silence mocks me , I have no where to go,
My thoughts are my fears and they haunt me , taunt me ,  tear me apart to my core and it's rotting.
Trying to find peace in my mind is like clawing my way out of a casket
Six feet under and a pressure sealed gasket,
I know it's no one else's fault
I know I can't live on hope
Changing my whole lifestyle is hard
I believe I've been delt my last card
I'm the only one who can play it .

Fuck I'm so alone

- Grifta