So Weak So Feeble

I open my eyes

I'm getting cold

I'm balancing the blade as I walk alone

While crossing the line

A hundred times

I've never ever worried about the warning signs

I'm living my dream

A life of glass

As long as you are satisfied, leave out the rest

It's hard to explain

A cryptic mess

I'll do it again, it's a call for help

Yet one more plane to catch

Without no strings attached

Must be destined

Carved in stone

Am I insatiable?

Imagine you as me

So weak, so feeble

Kill my hunger

Make me pure

Reincarnated god

Dependence is my heel

Please someone rescue me

I'm quenching my need

My lust for more

I run around in circles

That's my metaphor

To bleach the black

You paint with grey

The future is ahead of me I hope and pray

An everlasting conflict for me to bare

Clutching weak straws

Just to stay aware

I'm building a wall to stay alive

My weakness is my will to strive