cursed pictures

haunted guilt

im haunted by your memories
they send sheer guilt thru my veins
sending me to my own disparity
my thoughts attack me every time i turn a conner
THERES always a constant reminder of you
i wish for one second my mind would ease of these memories
Help me, wash me away of these provoking happenings
i want to stretch out of skin ripping myself out of
this pain
           THIS Misery
Some one rip down the pictures of the wall
some one tie my soul down
take ropes and hold me to a bed post
leave me there to look like an insane lost
someone rescue these memories please dispose of these empty-less wants, knows, hows, and whys
curse you pictures curse the pulsating memories of
            What COULD of BEEN


Autres oeuvres par adrianna ...