Caricamento in corso...

It’s Dark In Here

I don’twant to go back to my life the way it was before
At least, I don’t think I do
When I stood behind glass walls
So thick you couldn’t hear my screams
 
And I don’t want to be back in that place
The freezing cold dungeon of my thoughts
The chains wrapped around my neck
My wrists, my ankles, rusted with blood
 
I don’t want to sit alone in the dark
Bloodshot eyes rolling back in my head
A body I despise and a mind I can’t quiet
Sacrificing a full life for the feeling of emptiness
 
Please, don’t make me go back there
Where the allure is an illusion
And the promise of happiness
Disappears down the drain with the rest of my insides
 
I don’t want to go back to my life the way it was before
And I ache with the knowing that I will
I always do

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