The swishing of the wind fills my ears,
Yet they're longing for something more.
The dryness of my eyes fills with tears,
Refreshing them yet once more.
The fallen leaves crumble with each step I take,
As I punish myself with each smile I fake.
As the air cools within my lungs,
The sun tells me that it's dying.
Laughng inside though no one knows,
Running, though I find myself crying.
Escaping the reality that no one can bare,
Struggling to breathe without you there.
The crumbling noise has begun to fade away,
The memories of you are longing to thrive.
As I sit here in this empty room,
I know I'm still alive.
Stop yelling, just stop,
I can't bare all these images falling behind.
But, I remember again I'm alone,
It's just me and my crazy mind.