this one was inspired by a friends word
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
Have you ever had your heart torn in two You don’t even know if the pieces
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
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 sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices