Slowly the mind is drenched in so called engulfing...
The pain drives many to be deprived into lasting...
Not-do-dear Mom,
Do you want to know the truth...
Goodnight, Sleep Tight,
Let your body take rest and your mind take control...
I cant handle this confusion
this is my conclusion...
Angel of death
come take me away...
Jimmy was a little orphan boy
In the basement he found a toy...
Sitting all alone
On her wraught iron bed...
*Important Note:
`I have no clue where this came from...
The air had an edge to it
A blade in the heart of it...
My heart is dark
From anger and pain...
I can feel it
feel the urge so strong...
It seems like every mirror's broke',
your face always looking back at me...