Each day I go about my lifes routine,
Largely unseen, yet I remain serene
As I lie to those who I hold close,
and die again, with each dose.
I wake each morn and plead to God
Even though to me hes a simple façade,
Still I plead for happiness, not grief
and receive not even the slightest relief.
Id give my life to finally feel,
the happiness one cannot steal.
But it seems I cannot ever revert
Ill always be stuck with this hurt
Until the day I take my final strides
and with my skin the knife collides
I know with this I leave life behind
But its been gone a while in my mind.













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Bleeding wounds don't heal.
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You are the faith inside of me.
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Across the face of the Earth, her ruby cheeks shone; Winds of whisper buried seeds of rumor, made her secret well grown.
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You are the faith inside of me.
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Across the face of the Earth, her ruby cheeks shone; Winds of whisper buried seeds of rumor, made her secret well grown.
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