Friendship wasn't meant for convenience and neither was love. - Me

This feeling... the same as freshman year

This anger, quickly it spreads the dying ground beneath my feet...

This facade, so quick to break

This body, weakens so much with time, you'd feel the pain if you were in my body.

This dying boy wishes to break the skin and grow into something new, something else... The scent of decay killed the air itself, suffocating the life out of me. No matter how much I take I keep going, even on my knees and hands I go on. I go on and I don't know why, I feel the blood like mud beneath my hands... my own blood, the mud made of my forefathers... and every generation in between and before them.

I feel the blood like mud
beneath my hands
Rest of life like a knife
so dull and bland

If it's now that I live
Let me go and keep going
Let me out and keep me flowing
Don't hold me back from drowning
In this life
Don't hold me back from drowning

A wish lays dying and crying
It's shapelessness resembles you
It fades to grey with passing day
Yet it takes shape of what I knew

If it's now that I live
Let me go and keep going
Let me out and keep me flowing
Hold me back from drowning
In any life
Hold me back from drowning

Because I'd have no where to go
Without your arms and smile
I'd have only awhile
To survive this sudden death blow
Instead you embraced me
Opened my eyes and let me see

So now I start to live
Push me to keep going
Open my mind to let it keep flowing
Keep me on drowning
In every life
Keep me drowning...

Drowning in happiness
And complete bliss.