Scratching At Stones

Scratching At Stones
scratching at stones
searching for a bigger piece of this rock
but we all know
once the scratching starts it's hard to stop
because we're scratching at stones
why do we scratch at stones
always itching for something
we know we'll never have
always finding nothing blocking out the life that we once had
until we bleed

you tried to pull it together but it's been ripped apart
you tried to make your life better
but it's been plauged from the start
bloody fingers
being held over crying eyes
with hollow screams
from a soul that's dead inside