Wither

I am more than familiar with feeling empty
The conduit; I allow myself to drain
My mind is the trench in which I will be buried
You watch me wither away
put me out of my misery
I can only find solace in sleep
a sub-conscious sanctuar
I am longing to be set free
yet I am the one who holds the key
I am the one who holds the key
A lifetime spent trying to place the blame on anyone or anything
This is not who I am
This is not who I used to be
Set me free