What You've Turned Me Into

My soul, I fear is fading
Mindlessness thinking and laying in bed
With hate in my heart, and blades in my head
A patch is a patch and a thread can’t hold nothing
The time I feared we’d fall away when I wished that we’d be something
My hands, I fear are colder
No fire to keep me going
My footsteps leave darkness around us floating
Id wish for a single light of reprieve
But in the end… we were just naive