where fear goes

Fear has cold hands
hands that reach out for my heart
most say 'keep your heart from fear'
but when fear is the only one wanting my heart
and when all i want to do is give
it all seemed so right
to give my heart to fright

Lonley is a somber fealing
when everyone else turns up their noses
you are left alone with you
and you have no where else to go
it seems to me the only thing to do
to give my heart to the loner side

Depresion has a tight grip
once it has your heart
its hard to get it back
so when it wraped its fingers around my heart
it seemed to be the easier thing to do
to give my heart into the saddnes within

Suicide is subtle
you never see it comming
until it is right before your eyes
and when it begs you to please
to please give your heart to all the lies
listen for that voice to tell you to shut your eyes
never let your heart go

most are right when they say 'keep your heart from fear'
they understand where it takes you
on a winding painful road to a deep deep grave