Jun 19, 2005 12:51
Blank paper
Pen in my hand
Writing about things
You dont understand
Pulling out the demons
That live in my head
Whats to come next
To a boy whos already dead
Rage in my eyes
Hate in my heart
I was blinded
When life fell apart
I've been consumed
Too late to resist
I will fix everything
With both my fists
Looking back
At the things I've said
I dont have to breath
Becasue I'm already dead
Isolate me
Cast me away forever
SILENCE
I'M FEELING BETTER