Where do I go when it is all black?
To what purpose do I continue in this journey of mine?
Im going, going and going till someday I will be gone.

What do I say when my mouth is numb?
When all the words deserted me?
When all I have left are my tears.

Where do I run when my legs are frozen?
When I'm tired of running
When I'm tired of losing-
My path
And myself along the way.

Tired of trying
To find myself
Or what's left of me.

Tired of looking
Between the wreckages
of my life.

Can't hope
Have nothing to hope for.

Give me something...

Anything.....

Because

I'm falling.