Torn...

I'm all out of faith

This is how I feel

I'm cold and I am shamed

Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed

Into something real

I'm wide awake

And I can see

The perfect sky is torn

You're a little late

I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right

Should have seen just what was there

And not some holy light

Which crawled beneath my veins

And now I don't care

I had no luck

I don't miss it all that much

There's just so many things

That I can touch I'm torn