such a beautiful day, yet i seem to be flooding
Once we were children, and wanted nothing more than to play in the streets.
Let the hours pass while screaming at the top of our lungs.
We'd come in exhausted and go straight to bed and fall instantly asleep.
That was before the nightmares began to occur.
When the only thing we feared was the dark.
We'd sleep with our teddy bears all curled up with no sheet, the summer breeze kept us warm.
Once we were never afraid, always just scared.
Now even in the summer we crawl under our quilts to hide from the day that's passed.
We're up all night trying to map out our dream.
And sleep durring the day on the sofa to the background of nightmares.
We run through the streets hoping to find the right exit, needing something to crash into.
We have a secret place where we havn't been in years.
I swore I'd hide it. Protect it with my life.
In the summer we would spend the day with a bag full cool drinks.
I promised myself that no one would ever intrude.
It was our paradise, so easily gained then quickly forgotten.
Years from now we will return to find ourselves still sitting on the floor, falling quickly through the rotten floorboards.
Just when I think I can't do it anymore i remember that nothing matters in the end, that tomorrow all will be forgotten.
When my self cleansing refuses to clean, and I can't get rid of enough of the fluid that clogs up my veins. I remeber that no one really cares. and this is somehow comforting. It makes it possible for me to dissapear. And no one will come to find me. and im glad.
Your image is pressed into my mind and i can't escape. I wish it would leave me the hell alone, but when you come near I cling.
park time..to think and read. By the way..I'm pretty sure that we do have tech tonite.
Let the hours pass while screaming at the top of our lungs.
We'd come in exhausted and go straight to bed and fall instantly asleep.
That was before the nightmares began to occur.
When the only thing we feared was the dark.
We'd sleep with our teddy bears all curled up with no sheet, the summer breeze kept us warm.
Once we were never afraid, always just scared.
Now even in the summer we crawl under our quilts to hide from the day that's passed.
We're up all night trying to map out our dream.
And sleep durring the day on the sofa to the background of nightmares.
We run through the streets hoping to find the right exit, needing something to crash into.
We have a secret place where we havn't been in years.
I swore I'd hide it. Protect it with my life.
In the summer we would spend the day with a bag full cool drinks.
I promised myself that no one would ever intrude.
It was our paradise, so easily gained then quickly forgotten.
Years from now we will return to find ourselves still sitting on the floor, falling quickly through the rotten floorboards.
Just when I think I can't do it anymore i remember that nothing matters in the end, that tomorrow all will be forgotten.
When my self cleansing refuses to clean, and I can't get rid of enough of the fluid that clogs up my veins. I remeber that no one really cares. and this is somehow comforting. It makes it possible for me to dissapear. And no one will come to find me. and im glad.
Your image is pressed into my mind and i can't escape. I wish it would leave me the hell alone, but when you come near I cling.
park time..to think and read. By the way..I'm pretty sure that we do have tech tonite.