Wither

I am more than familiar with feeling empty The conduit; I allow myself to drain My mind is the trench in which I will be buried You watch me wither away put me out of my misery I can only find solace in sleep a sub-conscious sanctuar I am longing to be set free yet I am the one who holds the key I am the one who holds the key A lifetime spent trying to place the blame on anyone or anything This is not who I am This is not who I used to be Set me free