03/04/15
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
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
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
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 you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
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
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside