(2013)
10/10/13
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me