Funereal Lyrics

I am falling.
Behind, below, beneath.
A churning tidal swarm of nothingness.
I'm blank, battered, beaten and bereft.
If love were easy to find,
then there would be world peace...
wouldn't there?
My thoughts are nonsensical.
I speak as though I have the right to be outspoken;
it's a dangerous and selfish sentiment
to think I am anything or anyone
more important or unique
than something or someone else.
Who will remember my name? No one will.
I'm laying beneath a starry sky
with nothing but my own self-pity.
Do I have anything to look forward to in the morning? Surely.
I can wake up to my own disappointment
and realize...
and remember..
that you aren't there with me.
I am falling...
and the waves only drive me down
deeper beneath the surface.