Restrained in a void A knot in my stomach I say it doesn't hurt I say those words I loathe this. As the cold ices your palms and chills your spine, You fall. Deep in it's trap and she denies the order. No, no...It doesn't hurt.
I apologize for the mis-communication. Drown me in the hate. I can't breathe now, But it doesn't seem to matter.. Metallic and sensative You shine so bright; I punture your heart and Lie you down to bleed. Bleed on the floor. and your blood saturates the floor of my imaginary.
I am blind to this picture and the beat of my hearts gets faster, My muscles tighten. My mouth goes dry. I am empty. I know this feeling. I don't want this feeling. Guilt.
Alice.in.Emoland · Tue Mar 11, 2008 @ 12:34am · 0 Comments |