03/10/15
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away