(2013)
11/06/13
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up