notebooks...
So when I'm bored in class and such, I either draw or write stuff...and I was going through my notebook tonight, and definitely found some interesting things I wrote, when I was wicked bummed about certain things, I figured I'd share:
The blood on your hands,
will never be enough.
The glaze in your eyes,
will never satisfy my hunger.
My hands around your neck,
will never give me pleasure.
Your body rotting 6 feet under,
is the only hope I have.
The lies have gotten out of hand,
being with you is too much of a high demand...
yeah i dunno haha i have no names for these...
Your silence and stares kill me
Where did everything go wrong?
What can we do to go back?
Memories plague my thoughts at night
All the good times we had
Thrown away with emotions and change of heart
Tears are shed, questions unanswered
I'll never know
You're a stranger to me now
Those eyes aren't yours
Where's the softness?
Where's your heart?
I don't know you anymore
She's changed you...
but onto amazing things...I'M SOOOOOO HAPPY!!!
The blood on your hands,
will never be enough.
The glaze in your eyes,
will never satisfy my hunger.
My hands around your neck,
will never give me pleasure.
Your body rotting 6 feet under,
is the only hope I have.
The lies have gotten out of hand,
being with you is too much of a high demand...
yeah i dunno haha i have no names for these...
Your silence and stares kill me
Where did everything go wrong?
What can we do to go back?
Memories plague my thoughts at night
All the good times we had
Thrown away with emotions and change of heart
Tears are shed, questions unanswered
I'll never know
You're a stranger to me now
Those eyes aren't yours
Where's the softness?
Where's your heart?
I don't know you anymore
She's changed you...
but onto amazing things...I'M SOOOOOO HAPPY!!!