(2013)
08/09/13
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
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
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
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’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
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so