Haze Abandoned… Lost without a word… A shadow amongst a sea of faces. I died a long time ago, There's nothing left of me, Nothing but ashes… And the scars on my skin. Nothing but tears, Nothing… In my mind I feel the fog, I try to crawl away, Everyday I try… Every moment… But I keep being pulled back. I feel my soul is shattered, Scattered in pieces on the ground… And everyday I have a choice, To pick up the pieces, And begin where I left off, Or leave them And fall deeper into a dream. A dream of darkness and isolation. A dream where my loved ones leave me. A dream that completely destroys my Being. The strange thing is, This sounds more like a nightmare.