“To Fill My Cup” I just need one more day to bleed To fill my cup, a toast to a death I need My life is always full of empty bottles of tears As my mind collects memories from all my fears My feet are really tired from walking the miles of age But these chains that I was born with, a broken act on stage The spotlight from the moonbeam, a shadow cast’s its part As being prolific at bleeding smiles, creating emptiness in my heart I feel that I’m swimming in a fishbowl with a fastidious faceless crowd As a child drowning in anxiety, a word that wasn’t allowed This overwhelming feeling as a child handed me the mask we share The crowd is vicious throughout my life, chewing on my soul without care To know the meaning of a why is just an answer told I’m fighting my life in my war, my age my death I now hold One more time, the last call of my name in a voice The echoes are greedy for my sanity, torture is their smile of choice My innocence of a minds child, growing into a soul that’s broken Lo...