This is part of my life. Who can answer the question hidden in the lines? 10/24/14
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
we are a new race rising with ice in our blood we will fight any body because we are family “we are a new breed rising
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
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
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
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have