| I'm half way hard, and half way gone, this lack of sleep, has got me wired. The tiresome set back of loseing a plan, the constraining thoughts that I wish were dead. Iv lost another power! I see another trap! I cannot take this from you! but I can scar it and pass it as new! Here I am, yet again, thinking all over the place, these cold dead hands, embrace me, this is a bleeding wound, a masked face. A hidden longing deep inside, my dark and deranged mind. I have paid the cost, I have lost more than you know. And I'm thinking of you, and I'm thinking this moment through, I feel the need to rip you apart, I feel the loss everytime I stand before the mirror, I hear what the voice in my soul speaks, I have become tired and weak. |
