Isn't it amazing what pain can help you create

From sleep into darkness I awaken.
Trying to keep my feelings locked inside.
My tears are stinging my eyes.
This pain is to real to hide.

Why am I forsaken?
I am broken.
Why am I misbegotten?
I am opened.
Hold me like you used to.
No! Your gone to be forgotten.

The hurt I can't suppress.
My heart aches with emptiness.
The pain won't stay gone away.
I wish for blessed numbness.

Why am I forsaken?
I am broken.
Why am I misbegotten?
I am opened.
Hold me like you used to.
No! Your gone to be forgotten.

The sickness in my stomach greets me.
It is never far away.
A never ending knot of anguish.
I just can't make it fade.

Why am I forsaken?
I am broken.
Why am I misbegotten?
I am opened.
Hold me like you used to.
No! Your dead to be forgotten.

Here the waves of pain come again.
I taste the salt from my tears.
All those years lost, I cry.
Time to lock the hurt back inside.

Why am I forsaken?
I am broken.
Why am I misbegotten?
I am opened.
Hold me like you used to.
No! Your dead to be forgotten.