Dead Temporarily (For ROB NASH)

Woke up this morning  
in a strange bed with knives in my head
surrounded by white walls, why cant I run away?
please just make the pain all go away
In my head I cant stop screaming, should of never looked in the mirror

My friends say everything happens for a reason
but they don't know what its like to wake up
to see the seasons changed
they don't know what it feels like, to feel this way

I try to make it, but how can I make it?
when I just want to break it

Piece by piece they try to fix me and piece by piece I fall apart
My life has been shaken my lungs about to cave in
I have been broken, everything thing that I held dear has been taken from me

I walk this lonesome road
all alone
frustration consumes my soul

Hate is my only companion
this companionship leaves me sad and lonely
isolated and shunned
what have I done

There's a voice deep down inside of me
Its telling me that this isn't who I am
fuck it, I am who I am
fate is for the week, so cancel my date with death

I may not be perfect, and I might be the only one
but i'm not the only one whose gone through tragedy
I was dead but now i'm alive again and i'm not done
I will survive

Its not like I planned this,
if I could go back I wouldn't do it again
but now every day I find myself preaching
to those who are desperately reaching for a reason to live

I cling to my guitar, while m soul lifts the hearts of thousands
and I sing to those who have been hurt

A few years have gone by, I shed my shadow
and rid my head of demons
now Im feeling an inner peace, something that has been missing like a jigsaw puzzle piece