This feeling I have,
I try to grasp it from inside my mind,
When I look into your eyes,
I feel water dripping on my cheeks,
I keep my hands in my pockets,
Wanting to feel your feelings,
Of so many happy things,
It seems like my heart is bleeding,
Bleeding for all those wonderful feelings you have,
And I haven't,
I can only feel the scars of my heart,
From where you scratched me before,
And then left me to die,
You let me burn,
You let me boil,
You let death devour me,
Into the rotten soil. |
