11/12/17
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts