06/24/15
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
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
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
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
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing