As I stand amidst this fire, burning alive From this guilt and this shame And yet I have done nothing But slowly feed myself to the flames. It feels too late to try and find beauty in this flesh of mine I have no faith in dreams, belief in anything. As the hours and the days go by, I reach out for a hope that never comes. Now the Love that once was shared has been washed up on The shorelines of torn sons and daughters. This is a natural disaster. Gasping for every breath of air, It has all become so clear to me. This pain is real, this fear is all too real.