for it could not take the truth it so dread
my eyes were wide open but truly I am blind,
and now darkness arose in me and kept in bind.
Time was seen wasted on me again
and now my blood it had tried to drain
my heart ache for freedom and liberty
from agony and the throes of captivity
and now my blood it had tried to drain
my heart ache for freedom and liberty
from agony and the throes of captivity
I did not realise how damaged my soul was
until every curses made me a useless outcast
and the only time I seemed to be happy
was when I was asleep with such torpidity
until every curses made me a useless outcast
and the only time I seemed to be happy
was when I was asleep with such torpidity
And now I had become a grief-stricken addict
nothing more than just an intoxicated derelict
for I had tasted the sweetness of insouciance
it had put me forever in such a beautiful trance
nothing more than just an intoxicated derelict
for I had tasted the sweetness of insouciance
it had put me forever in such a beautiful trance
I had come to hate the sun and daylight
my only joy was now hidden in bitter night
so much tensions and doubt ran deep
now all I want was to fall back down to sleep
So I clenched the sharp razor tightly in my hand
and went through every little thing I had planned
why would I waste another second in existence
when every soul I'd ever touched only wanted distance?
my only joy was now hidden in bitter night
so much tensions and doubt ran deep
now all I want was to fall back down to sleep
So I clenched the sharp razor tightly in my hand
and went through every little thing I had planned
why would I waste another second in existence
when every soul I'd ever touched only wanted distance?
I lay myself down on the cold frozen ground
to wait for the moment where I shall drown
as the smell of copper and rust filled my shivered room
I watched the time began to slow and had me consume
to wait for the moment where I shall drown
as the smell of copper and rust filled my shivered room
I watched the time began to slow and had me consume
I closed my eyes and wept tears of blood
and braced myself for the incoming flood
on the cold floor of my god-forsaken house
and this time in my slumber, I do not need no rouse.
and braced myself for the incoming flood
on the cold floor of my god-forsaken house
and this time in my slumber, I do not need no rouse.
I.A
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