Withered

Where did summer go? (Lost upon the front and snow) Left me to wonder when The bottle will tap out and the sun will rise I woke up yesterday with a hole in my chest (Yet I felt no pain) Numb to all feelings (Life in winters chill) To feel the warmth in this bottle is useless (When you wake up it`s gone) When you wake up it all starts again I`ve learned to break yesterday And destroy tomorrow I`ve watched each leaf fall off my tree I`ve watched the seasons change Why step aside when you fall back in place? Why? Misery is so beautiful... I need this...