Jul 10, 2005 13:09
Everyday I look outside this window and i see the storm
Not the one of winds and water
but the torrential nightmare of misery and bodom
I find myself in denial in everyway
and I hold my wrist with my razorblade
(I WAS NEVER ABOVE YOU FROM THE START. To THEE WHO OPENED AND BROKE MY HEART, There is no peace ANYMORE. I DIED when you ignored me)
And im sick of this temptation
sick of this frustration
fucking sick of all the shit, do you expect me to be perfect?
I know what love can do
I know it can make you a fool
I know you will betray us all
I know you wont stop until it all falls
Down around you, cant stop the sound now can you?
Feeling the wings of angels slap me in the face
its more than a disgrace its a chance to replace
the past with voids turn my heart to a toy
the boys have failed you now whata are you going to do
I tried to protect you and said no
I cant believe that i let go
But thats the memories that will forever plauge me
And mephistophiles will take my brother who stood by me
and all the others ones who said it would be ok
Dont know what its like to live like this every fucking day
I grow colder but i love so much more
And i know that im turning into a fucking whore
But dont blame me , BLAME VOYD!
That bitch of an ego
I need to get rid of him
But he just wont, he just wont let me go
Its a heartattack of the aftermath
and time took away our precious values pack
The drugs went in the mouths
The lips then spoke the lies
The lies then shot the eyes
Now hope is all to die I hope he understands i want to be friends
at least till the end
and maybe we can mend what was broken fixing the sharades
now im with an angel i hope will just stand by me
hope she'll understand me, hope it will not kill me
like everything else did
This is dedicated to ALL of my friends. If you read this carefully you can find yourself in this little story of mine. I'm starting a new path today, I'm not going to pretend anymore, I will speak the truth to you because you don't understand me. I think by now I have lost enough of myself, in one way or another, to start healing. To all my friends, and enemies, I am saying please, reject me, for I am the disease.