Upon Deaths Cold Throne

Sometimes the Dream seems to be far away,
Everyday, slipping right through shaking hands,
You try to catch up and you give all you can,
But soon you have no will to play.
And everything grows so empty inside,
You collide and you just want to cry,
Then once again you look up to the sky,
And you wish you could just run and hide.
Looks like this time you're in way too deep,
Try to weep but only the teardrops will come,
All of that sorrow will never be numb,
All of the pain is now yours to keep.
The world seems to turn in so many ways.
The stars become your only friends,
And the loneliness just never ends,
Soon life becomes just a daze.
That pain in your head, the words that you've said,
It all seems to just drag along,
Fading to dust leaving only your song,
Which will echo in time when you're dead.
And at last there is solace upon Deaths cold throne,
The pain seems to fade and all troubles subside,
This life drifts away when with dreams it collides.
Now I know what its like to feel so alone.
Now I can feel this dark, empty hollow,
Growing and growing inside of me,
Leaving me nothing but able to breathe,
And now, surely insanity follows.