Grey skey days

Eyes dead and grey
I feel so dirty and weak
So fragile, so frail
So broken and bleak

Do you pride the scars you've given me?
Will suicide set me free?
Now retribution will have it's way
My suffer expanded, rotted, decayed

There was a time I was the one
Everything is changed now, my world's come undone
Unraveling the needles inside my soul
Choking on the questions with answers untold

I failed to heed the warnings
I failed to see through
The repercussions left me
Staggering, stagnant, and lifeless

I'm sick
Because I'd do it all again
Why? why?

There was a time I was the one
Everything is changed now, my world's come undone
Unraveling the needles inside my soul
Choking on the questions with answers untold