Look

I reach out hoping someone, anyone would grab my hand
But I feel nothing just the cold lonely darkness
Slipping through my fingers my memories, like small grains of sand.
How could I have been such a fool to think you were there

I needed you and you had already gone away
Tainted by fairytale dreams weeping in my veins
Now I stay hidden, behind doors and walls
That I nearly killed myself trying to make.

Try to find me now.
I bet you won't look