Pain

Ready to leave the leftovers of my life,
and drown in a sea of smoke and anger,
and pass the fallen trees with a pitiful look on my eyes,
and die in the wind, while it carries me to the light,
trying to exist in a world of sorrow,
in a world of regret,
that does not allow second chances,
and stir deep into my soul,
looking for answers that do not seem to be answered,
and while the world flows back and forth in its vicious circles of life and death,
illl stay in my corner, waiting for the truth,
cause i wont move until i know,
for certain,
why im here, feeling, screaming, and touching this lie,
while the birds fly in circles over my head,
and listen to my prayers.