[MissSeeker]

I listen to my footsteps
touching the ground
as I float between reality and dream
in a daze bleeding
on my own
I search for the answers
to guide me home

I can hear their voices
screaming in my head
as I'm loosing gravity
they're touching me deep inside
a roses nectar
the sweetest sin
as they blacken the heaven within

and every word spoken
just floats like a lie
to guide me further away
and every cry of my heart
feels like a cruel sacrifise
and the colors bleed
into a crimson-black dream

and I'll make them see
what a fighter I can be
and I don't care if I have to scream
and I don't know what it takes
to bleed it out, and to breathe
Lord guide me
away from their leash