Roads Untraveled

Burn it down and bleed it out

because nobody's listening.

I run away, by myself

waiting for the end.

I've given up and I am numb

looking for somewhere I belong,

a place for my head on roads untraveled

that make me hit the floor.

I'm lost in the echoes within a

castle of glass and shadows of the day

leave me crawling on hands and knees

from skin to bone until I faint

and there's nothing left me ....