i've seen better days...
Lack of understanding...Fuck this. Too much stress. Coming from all directions. Swarming around me like bees, incessant buzzing that I cannot decrease. Need to help my friends. Need to heal the pain. and at the same time maintain. and surpass, upholding a strength only time can outlast. It doesn't help when people say one thing, then demonstrate another. I want to leave my past where it belongs, behind. Live. Learn. Grow, persist and proceed. It's not like it's easy. Always making me feel as if I have to prove something...myself. I hate that. This is how the world is. People cannot just BE. and that's all i desire. but I guess I'm living in my head. Counting on dream. and fantasy:
Tip of the knife. Sharp and chrome. Pierce my heart. Blood on the mirror. Cut it into lines. Garnet intoxication. A pain so divine.
Pain as medication. Pain as medication.
"I'll strike down those who stand in my way."
don't misuse the power of word, and expect anything positive out of it
Tip of the knife. Sharp and chrome. Pierce my heart. Blood on the mirror. Cut it into lines. Garnet intoxication. A pain so divine.
Pain as medication. Pain as medication.
"I'll strike down those who stand in my way."
don't misuse the power of word, and expect anything positive out of it