Aug 17, 2005 00:34
because i haven't written in a while, here's a little something
This city burns bright within the fire. It's falling to the ground. I'm choking on the smoke and your words, I can't swallow them down. I'll fight this death of until the break of dawn. But the way this night is playing out I won't be able to fight for long. My words are being turned into knives, turned into me. My dreams are stragling me to death at night, this war inside my mind is killing me too fast. Each day my plot gets deeper in the ground. It's getting darker and more lonely with each passing day. Make the blood stop running from my chest, make it all go away. And now the doves that used to fly for us, have turned into shattered glass, bringing down the night sky. They'll cut the tension and the night to shreds, relieving all the pain. Misery's nightengale is following me around every corner making sure I'm miserable. And your kisses burn like the acid in my stomach. Rising up inside of me to kill all within. Or at least what's left of my heart.
I dunno, that kinda sucks, but its late and im tired, so w/e