For what they have done
(2013)
07/25/13
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
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
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i