my sickness...
So lets close the door, swallow the key and hope walls can't hear...i can't stand to look at myself i feel a feeling of bitterness and origins of hate arise. My knucles are bloody and shattered glass lays before me, how long can i pretend to not see whats really there? How many times am i going to try and correct someone when i can;t control myself? I'm a liar and a hypocrite of the worst kind- bind these wrists and you'll save me from myself...
those words you said are marked within in my little book of sins and they turn my soul and make the deepest rivers of denial overflow. i'm sorry...i'm sorry...pain engraved within but the thought of you asking forgivness is a malfunction within everything that ever made sense...i can not comprehend...
i just find myself locked within so much thoughts thatfight each other and i can't seem to be able to explain them verbally. Things that make sense in my mind seem to confuse others and i guess it;s okay sometimes, just you really can't think it's all hollow words, something to fill in the empty space, it's not. The day anyone labels me fake is the day my world becomes corrupt and sorrows unimaginable...if anything if that person knows me.
SO much seems to have gone wrong, every dream i have is a disapointment, it always remains nothing more then a dream, anything. If i dream i'll go somewhere i want to go...i won't go. If i dream of falling in love with someone, it won't happen. I'm am nothing but a curse apoun myself... and i'm getting used to it.
Dad...is the prophecy true? Did you really regret and cry away your shame? Is it true that the prophecy reads i be alone once more with my faults?...everytime i deam it correct i seem to wake in the mist of a nightmare, confused and alone...
I guess it's time to wait and bleed...
those words you said are marked within in my little book of sins and they turn my soul and make the deepest rivers of denial overflow. i'm sorry...i'm sorry...pain engraved within but the thought of you asking forgivness is a malfunction within everything that ever made sense...i can not comprehend...
i just find myself locked within so much thoughts thatfight each other and i can't seem to be able to explain them verbally. Things that make sense in my mind seem to confuse others and i guess it;s okay sometimes, just you really can't think it's all hollow words, something to fill in the empty space, it's not. The day anyone labels me fake is the day my world becomes corrupt and sorrows unimaginable...if anything if that person knows me.
SO much seems to have gone wrong, every dream i have is a disapointment, it always remains nothing more then a dream, anything. If i dream i'll go somewhere i want to go...i won't go. If i dream of falling in love with someone, it won't happen. I'm am nothing but a curse apoun myself... and i'm getting used to it.
Dad...is the prophecy true? Did you really regret and cry away your shame? Is it true that the prophecy reads i be alone once more with my faults?...everytime i deam it correct i seem to wake in the mist of a nightmare, confused and alone...
I guess it's time to wait and bleed...