Feb 15, 2008 16:40
Valentines Riddem Of A Broken Existence
As my head enters a state of depression that’s slain
the deep sorrows of regret slowly creep into my vein
like a shot of heroin but this feeling is much more strange
unlike the deep suppression this feeling is much more full of pain
the heart felt flashbacks of our memories
that succumbs my serenity and physically and mentally that overcomes the brain
the love that was taken unforgettably, and inevitably, will eventually leave me hopeless drugged out and insane.
who ever knew that a couple lies and fucked up nights
would lead into some fights and ruin trust and put despite
and evil thoughts up in your mind
that would eat you up in side
the hope to die sounds oh so right and you eventually take your life
as you cry for help but take that knife up off the shelf
and slowly slice upon your veins because your to numb to feel
with this broken hearted moment over falling for some dumb dame
as you sit alone, open up and release the pain
that has built inside you and caused you to kill your name
now your dreams and your hopes slowly decrease and you go
into that state of the darkness to permanently give up your soul.
I let go
I am free
I can no longer be me
in my own pool of blood
this is my destiny