01/15/15
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
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
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
Have you ever had your heart torn in two You don’t even know if the pieces
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life