Everytime I lay my ass down to sleep,
I pray to fuck these memories cease.
That everlasting thought, sticks in my head,
Increase the deceased.
I lie in bed,
Watching pieces of me,
Float past my eyes,
The pain, the love, the lies.
Attached to the wall.
Painted morals, this is my life.
Maybe this is just, a chemical inbalance,
That other side of me just wont give me a chance,
To fix all that I am.
Dont bother lending me, a helping hand.
The rebellious side of me, wont stand for it.
Day by day, I try and I try,
Night after night, I lie awake and cry,
Rotting away, the depths of my heart,
My mind, soul, and body, falling apart.
Where do I go from here?
I'm tired of my broken eyes, shedding tears.
I hate living my life, blinded by fear.
I walk down this dirt road, my future beholds.
I reminisce on the times, my body witholds. |
