Trapped in this void again,

And I fear escape is not an option,

Not this time.

Isolation is just the thing,

To feed the hell growing within.

Screams grow constant,

Begging for anything,

To stop the burning of my soul.

Last one to fall.

It clutches my heart,

With such an intensity,

Having it burst,

As hopes held high are fallen.

He effects,

He effects,

He effects,

My well being,

Breaking me,

Saving me,

Killing me,

Enlightning me,

Tearing me,

Healing me.

He is not here,

And I am alone.

Isolation is just the thing,

To feed the hell growing within.

Screams grow constant,

Begging for anything,

To stop the burning of my soul.

Last one to fall.

Used and abused,

Constantly confused,

Will it ever stop?

A crystal drop,

Onto the ground,

Marks the scorch of her words,

Marks the pain of his voice.

Happyness is never found,

It is a dream,

A goal,

But never reality.

Isolation is just the thing,

To feed the hell growing within.

Screams grow constant,

Begging for anything,

To stop the burning of my soul.

Last one to fall.

Striving to find,

The end of this path,

The final excuse.

Why should one bare,

A horrid existance?

Turn back your head,

From the pleas of another,

And listen.

Isolation is just the thing,

To feed the hell growing within.

Screams grow constant,

Begging for anything,

To stop the burning of my soul.

Last one to fall.

The mind's twisted structure,

Confirms what is true,

Another mistake,

Another lost moment,

And it all leads back,

To nothing in time,

One can change.

Molding into another,

Corruption of disguise,

This carefully hidden secret,

Leaks to another.

Soon to be known,

To the unkindest of peers.

Isolation is just the thing,

To feed the hell growing within.

Screams grow constant,

Begging for anything,

To stop the burning of my soul.

Last one to fall.

Solve the puzzle without a finish,

Keep clinging to a fruitless hope.

And know the reality.