Feel your strength crash under you, it's fallen through the cracks in life that have laid you bare A week before you were bleeding out, a desperate shout, for help, for help, for help Fear is long but an attitude, content in you, must you crave what you do not know A swollen taste of adulthood, absorbed in you, no faith, no hope, no repair Conceal your pride, in brave of face Insides torn, numbed with hate Pressure broke, your mind, your soul Rest easy now, in your slumber