A glass mirror in front of me but I cannot see a reflection.
Our lives lived yet meant nothing because deception.
Layed down before you what more could you hope for.
You holding my hand making me want for no more.
The aches I feel are not from my own pain.
Insanity lived through us but i remain sane.
Whirpools of suffering that drain the esence of me.
The walls caving in but i'm freed with just one plea.
Floating through reality but your the only truth.
I'm the baby at the end ready to be soothed.