04/12/15
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
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
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear