Taking strength from your words, the courage from your voice
Its all very well until you stopped altogether
Losing out on hope, losing out on life
I wonder if you ran out of words or the words ran out of you
Its all so messed up, this world, maybe it wasn’t for you after all.
You died, you killed yourself but
Millions died with you, those you held up with the power of your thoughts
Its all lost now, its all gone.
“In the end, it doesn’t even matter.”
