A stark figure stands alone

Amid open wounds and fractures

Ruins long since overgrown

With vines of tales we've shared

Our mutuality

Strained by careless infractions

A once-brilliant oddyssey

Abridged forevermore

The foul stench of apathy

Of humbled expectations

A quiet calm falls over me

No longer will dependance govern fortunes told

There's no way

That I

Will disappoint me here

But I'm alone

I'm alone

So I'll shed addictions to my brother

Dependencies let slip away

Embrace the long and lonely winter

And thrive throughout the dark decay

Transcend this fears of bitter whispers

Find solace in the uncontrolled

And rise above distracted anger

With or without your lending hand I will not fall

There's no way

That I

Will disappoint me here

But I'm alone

There's no way

That I'll

Betray my trust in me

But I'm alone

I'm alone

I'm alone

I'm alone

If I had bended or broken

I might have folded back inside

I could have ended up withered

If I'd accepted your tokens

Or foolishly feigned contentment

I might have ended life bitter

But I grew so tired of waiting

Through countless waves of delusion

In the wake of fear

In solitude, satiety

The night deprives in kind

The ideal

That only dawn will find

And the hopes of a little child

Still pervade my mind

There's no way

That I

Will disappoint me here

But I'm alone