11/12/17
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing