I start to scream,
But your plug is in my throat.
I start to run away,
But your walls surround me.
I want out,
I can't control this.
This is a falling out,
I know I can control this.
I don't have the will.
My strength has washed away.
So I'll set every damn thing on fire.
My heart is a sinking ship.
My head has blown a fuse.
I'm sick of all this shit.
I write my words,
so you can burn them,
Then blow away the ashes.
I make this smile,
You can't see my frown.
I can't express this hate.
I'm don't with myself.
I'm a lost cause.
I'm lost because..
I'm always red handed.
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