Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
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
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
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
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I