01/15/15
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
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
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
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
Have you ever had your heart torn in two You don’t even know if the pieces
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”